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Benjamin Kocher

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2020

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Wraith City

Benjamin Kocher

Submitted to Contest #305

At the intersection, I could go right and head home—but turning left would take me... If I ran, they would find me. So I walked. Slowly, practically meandering through the barren city streets, passing abandoned cars, shuttered shops, and various forms of detritus littering the ground. Anything faster than a casual stroll caught their attention, and when you were in their sights... I shivered, unsure if it was from my intrusive thoughts, or because the autumn weather was turning to its crisp coolness once the sun set b...

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Soul Mage

Benjamin Kocher

Submitted to Contest #74

Four hundred and thirty-seven days. That’s what the tally marks on the wall said. At least, that’s what they had said last night. This morning, there were no tally marks.            Jesmiar looked around his small holding cell—the prison in which he’d been kept locked up for the last four hundred and thirty-seven days. A bed slab carved into the stone wall was all he was afforded for comforts. A small grate in the corner was for his waste, and that wasn’t exactly a luxury, considering ho...

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The Themordol Chronicles, or; How Harmor Saved the World

Benjamin Kocher

Submitted to Contest #36

 1134 Post Dragon War (PDW) 8th Month 23rd DayIt’s been twelve years since the incident. I figured I should make some notes about what my life is like, just to clear some things up about what I do should anyone come looking after I’m dead. But I’ll do that tomorrow. I’m tired.1135 PDW 3rd Month 5th DayI’m not very good at this journaling, am I? Well, suffice it to say that, since my last entry, I have embarked on a quest to save the world. Again. I’m traveling with a small bloke, short and stocky. Goes by the name of Harmor. His beard i...

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Killing a Marzalot

Benjamin Kocher

Submitted to Contest #27

Edmund pulled his head out of the attic door just before it would have been removed from his person. With a dab of his white handkerchief, he removed a droplet of sweat from his brow. “It is most certainly a creature not native to these parts,” Edmund told Mr. Thatcher, the owner of the pristine estate. Four stories tall and covering more than an acre of land, the mansion was the nicest Edmund had ever visited. Unfortunate that the creatures seemed to flock to these places. Mr. Thatcher straightened his overcoat. “Well? Can you deduce where ...

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