Elizabeth Lee

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Mar, 2020

Stories (5)

5 Stories

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“Darkness Follows Where Light Leaves” by Elizabeth Lee

Submitted to Contest #184

Blackouts are not scary until you learn that monsters exist in darkness and shadows. At least, that is what we are told to able to stomach the thought of daylight. What montharas fail to tell their milli is that monsters exist even when the lights are on.The solarplants faded around Pledge Time, right before the Light God hides away so White Goddess can shine while we sleep. When we approached Rest, the solarplants were still dark, and did not illuminate again as they should have, making it hard to prepare our last meal ...

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“Not The Killer” by Elizabeth Lee

Submitted to Contest #181

Sensitive Content Warning *Death of a Loved One* I can’t feel my fingers. I guess that’s normal after what I went though, so for now, there’s no reason to panic. Pretending to be fine is one of my greatest strengths. Learned as a little kid and fostered until adulthood. It’s landed me a good, steady job and some quality friends who think I’m Mr. Emotionless. We laugh about it over too much beer and not en...

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“Treasure in A Photo” by Elizabeth Lee

Submitted to Contest #144

Stomp. Crush. Stomp. Crunch. A dreadful march to our doom. There's no way in and no way out Of this place our nightmares call Home. "You said it would take an hour." she grumbles under her breath. You sigh in defeat, weary of the antics and the crying and the tantrums....

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“Mother’s Greed” by Elizabeth Lee

Submitted to Contest #33

The gift wrap is exquisite; translucent, pearl white adorned with a large golden bow. I carefully peel off the paper to reveal a gorgeous glass serving dish. The edges fan out slightly, tipping over to show a hint of tinted pink glass. Some sort of intricate design swirls around the center, like a flurry of snowflakes. The dish sits upon a small but sturdy holder, wide at the bottom for balance. Typically, dishware does nothing to tickle my fancy. My cupboards and drawers hold the bare minimum for a young co...

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“The Man Covered in Snow” by Elizabeth Lee

Submitted to Contest #32

His breath, puffs of white mist, billow out from between ice-cold fingertips. The bus was late, as usual. And he was earlier, as usual. Alone in the small plastic hut, the man stomps both feet to keep his toes warm. Living in perpetual winter had its quirks, but the man found the silence comforting, blankets of snow covering the ground in a loving caress. The man hears the bus trudging along, slow and steady. As he boards, the man smiles at the quiet bus driver. Her name is Sheila. He found out by accident last month after riding this bus...

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