Chester Sakamoto

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jan, 2020

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“Playing With Fire” by Chester Sakamoto

Submitted to Contest #138

Long ago, when the gods walked alongside mankind, there was a lesser titan known as Prometheus. While the gods held little regard for the pitiful creatures that worshipped them, Prometheus was sympathetic towards their plight and befriended as many of them as he could. Born of Iapetus, a titan, and Clymene, a nymph, his parents had been lost in the primordial war between gods and titans. It was Zeus, chief among the gods, who had dealt them the fatal blow and, taking pity on their orphaned infant son, had taken him in and rais...

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“The Last Letter” by Chester Sakamoto

Submitted to Contest #133

As a child, I used to hate staying with my grandmother. There was never anything fun to do over at her place but, whenever my father had a business trip (which, given his line of work, was quite often), he would take me to stay with her. Reluctantly, I would pack my bag, he would load up the car with some necessary provisions and we would make the eight-hour drive from Sydney down to Melbourne, where she lived in an old house just outside Royal Park. How I would dread every single one of those hours, knowing that each passing ...

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“When the Flood Comes” by Chester Sakamoto

Submitted to Contest #83

It was an election year. The role of mayor was up for grabs in the city of Varanasi. By spring, it was down to just two candidates: the sitting mayor and a lady who was running on an environmentalist platform. The townsfolk, being the creatures of habit we humans are and averse to change, were all set to reelect the sitting mayor. After all, he’d done so much for the city as far as industry was concerned, and industry meant more jobs. You appease the public, you make them happy. Never mind the fact that industry sometimes leads to certain ra...

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“Borne Back Ceaselessly” by Chester Sakamoto

Submitted to Contest #22

The streets of Manhattan are deserted, though that's because most people are concentrated in or around Times Square tonight. It's New Year's Eve yet again and, yet again, I find myself with nowhere to go. Truth be told, the holiday's done little to excite me since what few friends I have have all moved away. Now, it's just like any other night to me, which is sad because I used to enjoy it. The camaraderie, the togetherness, counting down the final seconds ...

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Author bio

Los Angeles-based crafter of poetry and short fiction.