Hail Ryder

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2022

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“The Slab of Rock” by Hail Ryder

She stood alone, looking down at the slab of rock that proclaimed the resting place of her. Her name was worn with time and rain, of many hands tracing the letters and of the whispers of thanks and false placations. The letters were both there and not. She could see a 'T' in the ruined mess of the name. She could make the "In Loving Memory," and she saw a wilted-down carving of some sort at the base of the stone. But she didn't need to see the letters or the name to know who lay at her feet. She knew he...

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“She Said Goodbye Years Ago” by Hail Ryder

Submitted to Contest #139

One step, two-step, three-step, twirl out, pull in. She led the dance with the first step, and he took back control with the second. He would have control till it came time from the twirl. She would twirl far longer with her ballgown flying around her; she would be the one to pull him in. Her bosom pressed against his chest as their faces neared, and they breathed each other's air. They would be so close. Just a little closer, and they would kiss. But she would smile the smile that lit up the whole ballroom. That made eve...

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“The Planet Volatile” by Hail Ryder

Submitted to Contest #134

The planet of Volatile was a globe of red and black stripes against the inky black expanse of the universe. It was small from my window on the shuttle, like a grain of sand getting bigger and bigger with every jump into hyperspace. When close enough, I could make out barely-there blues when the red clouds move around and some greens when the black lifts just a bit. The Planet of Volatile was one of three sister planets that traveled around the same star. It was the only livable one, though its sisters were accurately ...

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“She left me with a Bomber Jacket” by Hail Ryder

Submitted to Contest #133

She left me with a bomber jacket and a memory wiped A.I. She bumped her forehead to mine and stared into my eyes. Her arms wrapped around me, and I could feel the cold wind of the spaceport blow right through me. I shuddered, and she pulled me closer. She pulled the jacket tight and zipped it up till it was right under my chin. It was an oversized Jacket passed from the Captain of the Merry Charter and then to her; the jacket was a mantel, and it was mine now. The Merry Charter was behind her at full sail with a hyper...

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