Brett Ray

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Aug, 2020

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4 Stories

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“Unfortunate Descendants ” by Brett Ray

Submitted to Contest #57

The metallic pot had been sitting on a small portable heater all afternoon. It’s coffee toasted, roasted, and then crisped some more. A forgotten token from the day’s events. A lanky man walked into the room and beelined it to the coffee. He approached it as though the coffee pot was a porch light and he a moth drawn toward it. His name was Roberto. There wasn’t anything particularly distinguishing about him. He likely was a face you forgot moments after seeing it. He may have been in his early forties, but still appeared young without the o...

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“Emotionless State of Mind” by Brett Ray

Submitted to Contest #56

The clock on the wall read 12:30. He had watched the minute hand finish one full circle and was about to follow its path toward another. Normally by this point, he would have asked the receptionist if he had been forgotten. But the receptionist was not present. No one was for that matter. In place of this clerk was a note that read ‘Good afternoon Winstrom, please have a seat and we will be right with you.’ Lunch break, the man named Winstrom thought. So he followed the instructions of the note and continued to wait.While Winstrom waited, he...

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“The Greatest Mystery of All-Time” by Brett Ray

Submitted to Contest #55

In the beginning. God. Creation. Adam. Eve. Within six days God created all things. He formed heaven and earth, light, plants, animals, and then man. Once man took center stage, however, of all the complexities that God had accomplished, it would be man’s mistake-ridden life that God would monitor, and quite frankly find much humor therein. Perhaps the sole purpose for man’s creation was that simple. Shear amusement. But this is not a story about why or how humans came to be. This is a story about the first man, Adam, and how he nearly ...

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“VIRUS OF THE AGES” by Brett Ray

Submitted to Contest #53

Kai was still up. It was late. Probably past midnight but he didn’t know for certain since his cell phone had died and he couldn’t find his charger. He had no clock in his bedroom so until he could find it and charge the phone, he would not know exactly how late it was. It didn’t matter though. Over the last few weeks, Kai’s body had required less and less sleep. Actually, he couldn’t remember the last time that he had slept. And he felt fine. Not fine, per se, but a lack of sleep was certainly not the issue.Kai took out his drawing pad from...

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