Ashlynn Prins

Author on Reedsy Prompts since May, 2021

Stories (5)

5 Stories

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“The Light” by Ashlynn Prins

Submitted to Contest #239

A ragged breath comes from a lone traveler. His heavy leather boots lift slowly, and fall back down to the ground with a hard stomp. Sweat protrudes from his brow as the heat beats against his skin. The drops of salty water slid down his dirty forehead and sting into his eyes.  Clang, clatter, clop, sings the leather sack that slides across the ground behind him, his aching arm clutching to its strings.  The san...

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“Not Wrong” by Ashlynn Prins

Submitted to Contest #103

My eyes open slowly, the scent of old musty books and hot coffee beckoning me awake.  I sit there, confused, as a tall stack of encyclopedias comes into focus.  It takes me another second to realize that the crinkled page under my cheek is not my pillow.  I lift myself up from the old oak table, rubbing my sore cheek. Pushing my long red hair out of my face, I glance around the large room, now remembering where I am.  Ta...

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“Ash Out” by Ashlynn Prins

Submitted to Contest #98

“Why, God?”  I mutter.  I breathe heavily, trying to keep from sobbing. My face mask pushed hot air back at me, making me feel lightheaded.  I whipped the thing off my face, despite the smokey air surrounding me.  I close my car door, and walk up onto the sidewalk.  It used to stand right there. It was right there, with that big green tree and all of the green plants that my mom tried so hard to make beautiful. Wh...

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“The Wooden Lion” by Ashlynn Prins

Submitted to Contest #96

The large duffle bag landed with a thud as it hit the hard wooden floor.  Philip tossed his heavy jacket onto the quilted bed, a thin layer of dust wafting into the air from the motion.   “Sorry bout’ that, Deary.” A small old woman said from the doorway.  Earlier Philip had learned her name to be Suzie.  “It’s been ages since we’ve had to use this room, but it’s all we’ve got at the moment.  I’ll have fres...

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“Little Mountain” by Ashlynn Prins

Submitted to Contest #94

“Are you kidding me, Tom!?” Jess whispered angrily, her glare so hot it could start a fire. I shifted uncomfortably, dewy wood chips digging into my hands and knees. My arms were starting to hurt from crouching in this painful position. The air was growing cooler as the night was getting darker, however I felt so warm my forehead started to sweat. I glanced over at Jack, a small smirk coming to my lips.  “Yeah, why not?”...

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Author bio

I believe words have power, and the right words can, and will, impact the world. Stories influence us and our lives. I want to impact the world through words and stories.