Delia Strange

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Sep, 2021

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6 Stories

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“Nevermore” by Delia Strange

He’s watching me. His stare creeps up my spine, tingling the wispy hairs on my nape. Muscles tense and shoulders hunch before I turn my head discreetly, expectantly, worriedly, in terror. I see his shadow and my breath catches, a sticky gasp in my throat. Slowly, I unglue it. My heart scrabbles in my chest, but I must not panic.He’s inside the house.He knows what I’ve done. He must have watched me in the water with her. Somehow, on a cliff overlooking the sea, in the blue of night, he watched below as I held her body against...

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“Fade” by Delia Strange

The constant murmur of conversations was punctuated by sounds of clinking glass and cutlery on china. Light classical music poured from discreetly placed speakers and added to the background noise. Through large plate windows the city twinkled beyond the famous opera house and the harbour where it sat. I was taking a sip of water when Claire brought up a name that struck me as vaguely familiar.“Did anybody find out what happened to Lisa Griffin?” she asked.“Was she an actress in something?” Tom didn’t look up when he spoke, ...

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“The Butcher” by Delia Strange

News just in; the serial killer known as ‘The Butcher’ has been captured today in a massive search co-ordinated by local and state police. An anonymous tip led the authorities to where ‘The Butcher’ was hiding in a bushland shack. Sources say there is evidence of earlier, unknown kills, mounted on the walls like trophies.When I stepped into the spartan room, my eyes locked with those of the woman sitting at the table. A chain linked the cuffs on her wrists together, threaded through a thick metal ring welded onto the table...

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“Ten Thousand Reasons” by Delia Strange

I wake up alone.The mattress beside me is warm and the sheets are crumpled, the scene of a quick getaway. The room is dark but daylight peeks through the imperfections of my blinds, giving dust-motes a stage upon which to dance. I want to enjoy the moment, but it feels like someone has spooned out my insides.I stumble out of bed and make my way to the bathroom, leaving sweaty handprints on the walls. I flick up the lid of the toilet seat and it hits the tank with a clunk. I double over the bowl and wait for the heaving to be...

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“A Lack Of Vision” by Delia Strange

The wipers couldn’t keep up with the deluge. The sound of rain upon her car reminded Jen of the applause from a home game, the way it drowned out all other noise. She squinted through the glass at the blurry shapes beyond, unable to see painted lines or the curb on either side of the road.Ash thumbed through Tik Tok videos beside her; every so often Jen’s peripheral vision caught movement on the glowing screen in her sister’s hand.“Find something good?” Jen asked, elevating her voice so she could be heard.“You should ...

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“Gift To The World” by Delia Strange

Hors d’oeuvres on silver platters were carried around the room by white gloved hands. Dr Tina Merriman, dressed in a glittering emerald gown and holding a flute of champagne, looked down at the crowd below. Perhaps two hundred people were assembled on the street, punching fists into the air or holding signs with misspelt phrases. Dr Mark Abbot joined her side and glanced at the crowd before tipping his wine glass in her ...

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Author bio

New Zealander in Australia, breathing science fiction while living an ordinary life. I've fallen out of the writing habit and these prompts are hopefully my way back in. I welcome and encourage critique, as it's the best way to learn. If I find a comment on one of my stories, I'll do my best to reciprocate. :) Cheers! x

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