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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2021
Submitted to Contest #85
That’s the thing about this city, it’s always able to keep shocking me. I never thought that anything would be able to top the dead mage behind the Dog's Head Tavern. Popped into the alley to take a leak and had his pecker ripped off by a sewer mutant he happened to be pissing on. I’m not sure I would have ever solved that one if the claw marks hadn’t been so distinct. After the first year or so, you start to think that you’ve seen it all. A troll in the gutter with his own liver in his mouth, becomes nothing more than the average pixie dust...
Submitted to Contest #83
“I’m gonna have to go back” Dr. Shimada said. “What do you mean?” Tim said in confusion. “I mean that’s the only option, the world isn’t some vast, beautiful world to explore anymore. As you know, nearly half of the world’s landmass has become submerged in the last century. The oceans are chock full of plastic, and biodiversity is as low as it’s ever been. I want to spend my remaining days on a tropical island, having adventures and living a rugged pragmatic existence. If i’m...
Submitted to Contest #82
Earl’s stomach growled a little louder than usual. “What time is it?” he said to himself more than to anyone else. “It is precisely 1:27:06 PM EST February the 4th, 2157 A.D.” a slightly mechanical voice informed. “You don’t gotta do that, every damn time you rattle that shit off, you don’t gotta do that.” Earl said with his face resting squarely in his palm in annoyance.”You ain't a workin’ bolt no more, you don’t gotta hop to and .. and be all ‘yes master, no master, it is prec...
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