Chiya Hoyle

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Mar, 2020

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“City of Light” by Chiya Hoyle

Submitted to Contest #99

There was no atmosphere on Earth. So, humans built it. They used dark floating panels to cover up the bleeding night. Each panel hugged together like the street pavements on a winter’s day. Pipes, installed on the sides of each panel, emitted gases that scattered across the planet, creating a blue halo from outside space. What was once called the atmosphere was now given a new name, the shield. The shield that protected us from the atomic waves and the solar radiation of the Sun.“Lian, is it today? Is it today?” Granny grabbed the television...

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“Across the Black Hole” by Chiya Hoyle

Submitted to Contest #36

Nov.9th Jupiter timeDear diary,For someone who sags on the couch with snots hanging like a pocket watch during soap opera hours, I've lost count of the notebook pages blotched by black, oily tears.So, dear diary, let's rewind my life in one go for the last time, in case someone wants to put this in the museum.I'm going to spoil, dear diary, Angelica doesn't get the robot in the end. Can you believe it? Five years and six seasons, and she rejected I10-99 just because society forbids human-robot relationships. That is not my money wants to hea...

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“Rain Cafe” by Chiya Hoyle

Submitted to Contest #34

“Hell yeah. It's raining.”Denna was ready to tear off her ponytail when the air grew musty. A good sign for business, she stared at the wet pavement. Pedestrians hid their faces under bright umbrellas. A few of them showed distress and hurried inside the cafe. None of them ordered. “Welcome to Rain Cafe,” said Denna, smoothing her bangs to the right. “Are you ready to order?”The pedestrians shook their heads. Their trousers dyed into a darker color.“It's okay.” Denna signaled the pedestrians to wait and ran inside the cafe. "You ar...

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One laptop, one coffee and one college student sitting criss cross applesauce on the couch.