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Darvico Ulmeli

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2024

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BOUND BY THE JERSEY

Submitted to Contest #241

She opened her eyes suddenly, feeling a sense of disorientation wash over her, making her head pulsate. The gleaming white ceiling with two latticed openings above her made her feel uneasy, while the coldness of the floor she lay on gave her chills. Her body shivered unconsciously at the mere thought of lying on the cold concrete floor. A little unsteadily, she managed to get up into a sitting position, thankful that the coldness of the concrete floor had disappeared, and started surveying the dimly lit room in which she was. She was not alo...

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BETRAYED BY THE WIND: A JOURNEY OF HOPE AND DESPAIR

Submitted to Contest #241

Input 1:Betrayed by the wind's shifting whispers, I find myself marooned in this vast expanse of ocean. Time has become an abstract concept, blurred by the relentless cycle of haunting memories since the storm cast me adrift from safety. With nothing but determination and the debris of this forsaken island, I fashioned a frail vessel, clinging to hope amidst the desolation.With only my bare hands and the scant resources scattered across the island, I've labored day and night to construct a crude raft. Using driftwood and salvaged materials, ...

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Dying Stars - The Last Exodus

Submitted to Contest #240

November 4, 3589. The sensation of a breeze brushing against my skin was a welcome respite from the day's oppressive heat. I stood on the balcony, gazing at the night sky, feeling the wind's gentle caress against my face. Little did I know that this moment of calm would soon be shattered by a cataclysmic event that would change the course of history forever. My name is Adam, and I was there when the stars started dying. NASA had announced that a "meteorite rain" would be visible only to the inhabitants of the Western Hemisphere. But they wer...

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ECHOES OF EXISTENCE: A PAPER'S ODYSSEY

Submitted to Contest #240

I do not know who will hear me or if anyone can, but I must speak out loud. I'm sure most of you didn't realize that a paper like me could talk or even have feelings. But it is true. That is what I believe. Sometimes, that is all that matters.As I drifted through the vast expanse of the cityscape, carried by the wind's whims, I reflected on the journey that had led me to this surreal moment. Memories of my past drifted through my consciousness like fleeting whispers echoing through the corridors of time. The time that I thought I had enough ...

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Whispers of the Wild: A Journey of Discovery

Submitted to Contest #239

A man sat amid a sea of swaying wildflowers, apparently captivated by the vibrant colors surrounding him. The sun’s golden rays softened his face, and he appeared lost in contemplation, his eyes tracing the delicate dance of petals and leaves with a serene expression.He wore simple yet weathered clothes that blended perfectly with the rustic charm of the field. Strands of his unruly hair danced around his face, kissed by the gentle breeze like wisps of forgotten dreams. His hands, calloused from hard labor and adorned with specks of earth, r...

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BROKEN THREAD

The famous psychiatrist Simon Froda reclined comfortably in his leather armchair while a man in a "Spiderman" costume took a position on Simon's bed to the left. The room was lit by the flickering flames of the fireplace. Simon likes the warmth that the fireplace offers."To begin with, tell me your first and last name!?" Simon started the assessment."Peter Parker, but I'm better known as Spiderman!" said the man somewhat listlessly."Spiderman?!" Simon looked at him with suspicion in his voice."Yes! Spiderman!" repeated the man louder."Are yo...

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FAMILY PAST

Submitted to Contest #238

In a softly lit office adorned with rich mahogany furniture and shelves filled with medical journals, Doctor Edmund Pierce, a distinguished psychiatrist with graying temples and kind eyes, was in his favorite chair. Across from him sat an older woman in a striking red dress. She introduced herself as Madam Penelope Peacock from New York.Madam Peacock exuded an air of refined elegance despite the faint tremor in her hands. She settled into the plush chair before Doctor Pierce, her posture regal yet betraying a hint of nervousness.As they prep...

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Farewell

Submitted to Contest #237

FAREWELL Standing at the crossroads, the looming specter of separation hung heavy in the air, enveloping them in a suffocating embrace of almost tangible tension. Each step forward felt like a reluctant concession to fate, an acknowledgment of the irreversible divergence of their paths. Yet, they walked together, their strides hesitant, as if defying the relentless march of time. How they wished for time to halt, to immortalize this fleeting moment of togetherness. But reality beckoned, pulling them apart with an unyielding force. His pa...

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