Cosmas Broek

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Oct, 2024

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“Do not touch” by Cosmas Broek

Submitted to Contest #280

“Why can’t I see?”“Because it is dark.”“Who are you? Where am I?”“It is dark, so I don’t know where we are.”“What happened? Why are we here?”“Dude, just shut the fuck up. I don’t know what happened. I don’t know were we are and I don’t want to talk to you guys.”“Wait, there are more than the two of us?”“The endless darkness here is only filled with the dread of the end of our existence.”“Oh great! Now the poet starts talking too again!”“What happened? Where are we? Who are you?”“It seems we are caught in the realm of nothingness, somewhere i...

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“It sounds like an oversized grunting frog” by Cosmas Broek

Submitted to Contest #279

It sounds like an oversized grunting frog. I don’t like it. I look over the tranquil lake. Layers of fog start appearing while the sun is slowly disappearing behind the mountains at the horizon. A shiver runs down my spine as a cold gust of wind hits my face. Another shiver runs down my spine when the grunting frog sounds again. It seems closer this time and from behind me, not from the lake. Maybe it’s a bear? I don’t actually know what a bear sounds like. They told me bears are rarely spotted on this trail though.I look around me to make s...

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“Recruiting with a noose around the neck” by Cosmas Broek

Submitted to Contest #277

His eyebrow is performing a very subtle spastic dance. That’s my sign that he is struggling. Confident of my victory I slide my wooden chip to the centre of the round table.“C’mon dude!” he clamours while stomping his fists on the table.He doesn't even need to see which number is on my chip, my face already tells him I won. He lets his head fall and shakes it as if this is the end of his life, but I can see the tiny smile on his face.“Please remind me, why do I still play with you?” he asks lifting his smiling head.“Because the others always...

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“Dear necromancer, please resurrect me” by Cosmas Broek

Submitted to Contest #275

What happened? What is that sound? Why can’t I see? I try to lift my arms to rub my eyes but they refuse to move. My whole body feels stiff. I try to move my hands again and this time they do obey but hit something immovable. I let them crawl over my chest towards my blind eyes but somehow they get stuck in my chest. So now all I can do is listen. Listen to something that sounds like digging. Digging that turns into scraping. As if a shovel is hitting something hard…Wait, am I buried? Did I fell asleep and was I buried? What kind of prank is...

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Author bio

To prevent my imagination from running wild, I capture it all in words. I love to write. And whenever I need to take a break from writing books, I write stories.