Ema Fancher

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jul, 2020

Stories (21)

21 Stories

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“What Do I Do?” by Ema Fancher

“Can you keep a secret?” For someone like me, that question is an easy answer. Of course. Little did I know, this time, the secret would push the limits of my sanity. Ellie’s been my best friend for as long as I can remember. I trust her more than myself, so when she told me this crazy theory of hers, no matter how much I didn’t want to, I believed her. I’d just woken up from an unusually long streak o...

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“Xali's Oasis” by Ema Fancher

The air burned. It was always hot, but Xali felt this heat in her bones. Every breath seared her lungs as she sat atop the plateau. The Conclave warned her not to go out again. But she couldn’t sit by and do nothing. She watched and waited for the squad’s return. Seven trips over seven days yielded nothing. Every time they came back empty-handed. Every failure meant they were one step closer to death. The Criod Zone fac...

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“The Last Dance” by Ema Fancher

Ominous clouds overhead threatened to heave tears on the mourners below. Rain was the furthest thing from Angelica’s mind. Surrounded by black-clad family members on all sides, she’d never felt more alone. At 32, such fate seemed unfair. No one can foresee an aneurysm; they attack indiscriminately. Still, why did it have to be Luke? They’d traversed a long road to end up where they were. And now, there were no more roa...

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“On the Forest's Edge” by Ema Fancher

Once upon a time, a village sat on the edge of a forest and lived in peace with the magical creatures who inhabited it. Villagers never ventured into the forest. Likewise, the creatures never ventured out of the forest. Only one was exempt from this unspoken rule, the Tooth Fairy. The villagers allowed the Tooth Fairies to enter the village at night to exchange children’s lost teeth for tiny trinkets. In return, the...

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“When the Sun is Possible” by Ema Fancher

Sai wove her way through tight crowds. Loose pants covered her legs, and the jacket she’d stolen hid the serial number running down her forearm. Large pockets concealed everything she needed: knives, the device, and her Sun. She just hoped the disguise would get her to the gate. After that, all her luck depended on the device Slippery Wren assured her would mask her signal. She’d trusted Wren this far and he’d never let her down. This type of tech required a special level of skill though, it wasn&rs...

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“Night Comes Slowly” by Ema Fancher

It itches. I never knew something could itch so bad. I find I have nearly rubbed my shoulder raw while I slept. I head to the bathroom and begin scrubbing with soap. I douse it with nearly the entire bottle of isopropyl alcohol. The searing pain does not outweigh the fear. I will take no chances. I wrap bandage after bandage over it, throw on my shirt, and try to forget. But I can’t. I don’t want to know but I need to....

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Author bio

Ema Fancher is terrible at selling herself on paper. However, if you're looking for tales of rainy days, melancholy, and gothic terror, she puts a lot more effort into it. A published poet, Ema studied computer graphics technology at Purdue University and German at IU Southeast. She has the misfortune of currently living in Philadelphia. www.facebook.com/Emilee-Fancher-Writing-101587604974909 or emfwriting.wordpress.com/