Emilia Stokes

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jul, 2020

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7 Stories

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“Does The Moon Bleed Too?” by Emilia Stokes

Submitted to Contest #68

The blazing sun reflected off the murky lake. Red and oranges covered the sky, painting it. It burned uncomfortable against her thighs as cool air danced on her skin. A shiver made its way up her spine as she breathed in the fresh air. Beside her, she could feel her friend shiver from the air as well.  She looked away from the scene and turned to her friend, who was covered by the golden light. It covered part of her dark skin in shadow while lighting the other parts of it up. A smile graced her cheeks as she relived the years she had...

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“Grown On You Like the Moss That Surrounds Me” by Emilia Stokes

Submitted to Contest #59

Light barely breaches the thick foliage of the looming trees. Little spots of sunlight splatter the forest floor. A tall, elegant figure briefly breaches the sunbeams path as they amble through the crowded forest.  The fae, Sorrel, had decided to take a walk. An instinct had called them away from the little community housing the fae population and into the dense woodland that surrounded them.  So, they let their feet lead the way and enjoyed the pretty sight the forest provided. The old trees stretched into the air as moss clun...

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“Elevator Talks” by Emilia Stokes

Submitted to Contest #58

The rain beats heavily against the sidewalk, drowning out all sound.  Figures move throughout the campus. Most are blurs, viciously disrupting the descent of the rain. Others are passive, moving at a steady pace feeling the hard pitter-patter on their shoulders.  Someone moves swiftly across the courtyard, their umbrella blocking the furious path of the droplets. Their ankle rain boots disturb the heavy puddles, ripples resonate where determined footprints leave.  Grey eyes hungrily check the wristwatch strapped to their...

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“It Just Be Like That Sometimes” by Emilia Stokes

Submitted to Contest #56

Voices litter the air of the crowded street. They bounce against the walls and assault the ears of whoever is trapped within the jumble.  A tall and slender figure pushes her way through the crowd hurridly. A to-go cup swings back and forth as she swerves through the maze of limbs.  Brown eyes glance towards the gaping doorway she was frantically working towards. She was almost there. Until something hit her, something that knocked her coffee right onto her black shirt. Another girl, with dyed black hair, stood there. Dani ...

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“Panic at the Intersection” by Emilia Stokes

Submitted to Contest #53

A white car speeds out of a gravel driveway, turning right down a small road. An upbeat pop song plays through the radio, overpowering the comfortable silence of the old car. The air conditioner was blowing softly in their faces, cooling down the hot summer heat that still clung to the inside of the vehicle. The passenger pleasantly looks out the window, watching as a small church passes and observes the large green field filled with a hundred cows.  The driver hums along to the beat, swaying to and fro with the music. They slowly com...

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“For Cheap Mini Donuts” by Emilia Stokes

Submitted to Contest #52

Grey eyes assess the bag clenched delicately. The silver orbs rake through the nutrition information and lips purse in thought. A frustrated sigh escapes from once tensed lips before the woman flippantly lets the bag of donuts fall into her handbasket.  Those tired grey eyes sweep around the aisle, trying to decide if she needed anything else. The buzz of fluorescent lights clogged her already aching head, and the loud talking coming from other shoppers was downright debilitating.  She had just left her job and was heading home...

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“Always Looking Up” by Emilia Stokes

Submitted to Contest #51

Baby blue bunny slippers trampled the lush grass as a small body rushed through the darkened meadow. Giggles echoed throughout the field, meeting the ears of a taller silhouette, who was lugging a large blanket over one shoulder and a pair of binoculars hanging around his neck. The young man rolled his eyes and tried to catch up to the quick little blur that belonged to his sister.  Said sibling was jumping in place, rocket pajamas bouncing along with her exuberant frame. The ears on her bunny slippers waving frantically each time her...

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