Felicity Neeley

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2021

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“The Well of Souls” by Felicity Neeley

Submitted to Contest #97

Many long years ago, deep in the heart of yesterday, lived a twisted prince called Astor. Where his father was just, he was cruel. As his mother was warm, he was cold. All throughout the kingdom, he was despised. His name like a curse upon the tongues of nobles and peasants alike. Only the enemies of the kingdom had affection for the cruel prince, for they knew if he were ever crowned, he would drag his kingdom into destruction. &nbsp...

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“River Of Stars” by Felicity Neeley

Submitted to Contest #92

~The year is 2086. Electricity is the main source of energy, all the others depleted or discarded. Daily existence is filled with convenience. Minds are numb with pleasure and the lack of struggle, for all is provided. The living believe life is good, and it is. But then came the Black Crash.Police Officer HidalgoNo one knows what caused it.It had been a Thursday evening like any other when a cannon-like blast echoed across the city. Seconds later windows all over the city darkened, a great wave of shadow plunging everyone into darkness. Ou...

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“Book Wyrm” by Felicity Neeley

Submitted to Contest #91

As the last parent and her child left through the great glass doors of the Oakreach Library, Ms. Griffith took a deep breath. It was a good day, a productive day. Now that the summer programs have started up, attendance has almost doubled within the week. It warmed her heart that children still found solace and adventure within the pages of a good book. The more children read, the more books they will take out, and eventually, the more books that need to be shelved. But this was not a problem- not for a book lover. However, if Ms. ...

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“A Pilgrim's Blessings” by Felicity Neeley

Submitted to Contest #90

Footsteps so faint, barely waving the lush grass, padded through the dew-struck meadows. Birds sang in this stranger’s presence, unafraid. Deer followed softly behind him, curious and calm. Mighty trees with sturdy trunks stood sentinel as their guardian passed. To these, he bowed his head reverently. For him, the trees stretched their branches high and brushed the heavens. The great winds from the four directions spoke through the rustling of the leaves, a tongue they and the stranger shared. Even the breeze aided his pilgrimage, lifted his...

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