E.G. Reid

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Oct, 2020

Stories (5)

5 Stories

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“Daylight Planetes” by E.G. Reid

Submitted to Contest #95

The land here is mysterious, and slightly cursed. The weeds are full of gravestones. There are houses, too, a few in in the span of each mile, the kind that may as well be ground-level treehouses for how entangled with limbs and foliage they are. It is verdant here; the brush is bright with a hue as vibrating as the cicada chant that carries on under emerald cover. The driveways are pebbly strips of grey dirt, and camouflaged, like the animals. The drives come straight up to the road out of the brush, so you don’t...

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“Dust to Dust” by E.G. Reid

Submitted to Contest #94

Brutality is still the norm, though the hard times are spoken of as past. For those vying for this new world, from law officers to rebel agitators, cold bloodedness a given. It’s necessary, Officer Mike Ashton tells himself. Without Ashton and the other agents of the East Coast Reformed States (ECRS), agitators will shatter the peace that bandages their hurting society. And then where would they be, people like Mike Ashton’s wife and daughters? The thought of his family caught in the midst of the city’s darknes...

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“Dead Man's Midnight” by E.G. Reid

Submitted to Contest #65

“You should be ashamed of yourself.” “Oh, don’t worry. I am.” I sighed. This was a conversation we had repeated many times before. I could read both sides of the script, a one-woman show. I carried on, “There are better things to be doing with your time, Taylor. You could be doing something constructive.” “I am.” She shrugged, and her matter-of-fact voice floated flatly over her shoulder to me on the chilly dusk. “Wandering around in the dead of night?” “Not wandering. It’s a deliberate investment.” ...

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“The Imperfect Solution” by E.G. Reid

Submitted to Contest #63

By the time I stepped outside, the leaves were on fire. The drizzle that had dulled the October morning had run its course, and now a brilliant afternoon sun slanted its rays down on the leaves that shimmered under the sky’s pristine blueness. I knew exactly how long I had been in the ruins, reading, pondering, and experiencing the world, yet I had not predicted the complete change that mere hours could achieve. I watched the afternoon grow darker. My sensors detected the cooling air corresponding with the seep of shadows t...

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“Sweet Dreams” by E.G. Reid

Submitted to Contest #62

Why do we punish criminals? Does society lock them up to keep them out of trouble? Do they put guys away in hopes that being deprived of liberty will teach them a lesson? I guess we’re lucky that in this century, they just put us away. There used to be executions, things that’d make your skin crawl, like losing your head or stretching your neck, or frying you though with electricity. In the 21st Century, they were still killing criminals, but considered it humane to do it with poison: you fell sweet and soft into dea...

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