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Blur E. Lynes

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Nov, 2022

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Millbury Pond

I jolted awake sputtering and choking. I was shaking. Sweat ran down my head. It was a dream. It was just a dream. I shook the sheets off and stalked towards the door, trying to catch my breath. My heart was racing and my head was throbbing. 4 am. Looks like I'd be starting the day off early. Again. I stumbled into work tired, dark eye bags, and a large coffee in my left hand. Jerry nodded to me as I lurched past front desk heading to my office. I yawned, finally hitting the elevator button after the third try. The music blared in my hea...

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At the Stake

*AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hi there.This piece takes place in the 16th-17th Century of England, when witch trials took place. I consider this story having a bit of gore, blood, and disturbing moments. Please be aware. I do hope you enjoy this piece, and feel free to leave thoughts and comments below at the end of the story!Thank you,-Blur*(STORY BEGINS AFTER THIS DASHED LINE)----------------------------------------------------------------I rubbed my face as tears and soot ran together. Agnes had her beautiful black hair chopped in a disarray of clumps ...

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Flames of Love

-Written to the lyrics of “Maybe in Another LIfe” by Caitlyn Smith- The new year had begun, and I was heartbroken. She was gone. She had worn the cashmere sweater and jean shorts, nikes and the bracelet I gave her at Christmas. She smelled like the perfume I had given her on our anniversary and her lips glittered in the gloss from her birthday present. She had passed me a cigarette even though I had told her to quit it. And I smoked with her that night. The ball dropped in New York Square and you could hear the cheers from ...

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Endurance Falls

“YES!!” I smiled thoughtfully as Caspian spun Chenille in the air, her ice blue dress flowing while they both laughed overcome with joy. He had just proposed. She had just said yes. I had just accomplished my plan. As Caspian’s apprentice, it was my duty to help him however I could. Whether that was fighting by his side, running to get him food, caring for his injuries, or just being his friend. This time I was his wingman. The proposal had been perfect. The boat ride was perfect, the weather was under control...

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All for Nothing

Nothing. All that I had done, was for nothing. Hi, I’m Lena Sheath. Also known as the “villain”, Volteric. I am currently bleeding out in the Atlantic Ocean. Would I have gone through all that trouble if I knew I would be foiled? No. But that’s just how the story goes. I should’ve seen it coming. The big scary villain goes through so much to achieve the one goal they have, only to end up being shot down. Forgotten. Failed. I broke through the ice cold water with a gasp...

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TP Treasure

*AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hi there. This story deals with a child's POV of the topic divorce. I consider this a sensitive topic and remind the reader that this story is COMPLETELY FICTIONAL. Any similarities to real events is completely coincidental. I do hope you enjoy this piece, and feel free to leave thoughts and comments below at the end of the story! Thank you, -Blur* (STORY BEGINS AFTER THIS DASHED LINE) ---------------------------------------------------------------- Toilet paper rolls. 700 toilet paper rolls. All stuffed with cash, j...

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Bloom

I pressed a final crease into the flower before flopping against the shaded floral sofa. “Thank you for your sacrifice,” I breathed into the crane with a nod of my head. Setting down the fallen spirit gently, I let out a loud sigh, closing my eyes and breathing deeply. I opened my eyes again to stare at the thatched roof, paper figures tied and hung from the ceiling. I sat up slowly, taking in the space. The strings of cranes were abundant, with other lines holding folded flowers and lilies. The room was white. Empty. S...

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N.Y.C, A Little Help Please!

I groaned loudly for the fifth time, watching the driver to see his acknowledgement of me. At this rate, I was going to be late. And knowing Ray, it wouldn’t be taken lightly. “Look buddy, obviously you ain’t nevah been to New Yawk but if I hear ya whine one mowr time, you can wahlk to yowr little date got it?” The driver glared at me in the rearview mirror, his lollipop stick gripped firmly by his clenched jaw. “Traffic ain’t light heeyah pretty boy, ” He grumbled with a thick accent while I apologized and slipped ...

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It fit.

The shoe fit her. Why? Why did it have to fit her? She had beauty, she had kindness, she had talent, she had EVERYTHING. I do admit Mother had been hard on my little step-sister, but hello! Survival of the fittest! My life had been perfect until she came along. Until dad died. Until Mother remarried that man. Until that girl smiled at me. I was born as the youngest daughter to the Penhale family. My older sister, Josephine Drizella Penhale, my Mother, Madonna Penhale, and my Dad, Charles Penhale. Life had been a perfect fairytale...

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