Hamadryad 77

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Sep, 2019

Stories (16)

16 Stories

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“Someone's Happiness” by Hamadryad 77

Submitted to Contest #56

I can't say I've never met the ocean before. But this is the first time I've met it as its potential bride.And I can't say I'm not intrigued and terrified and constantly bewildered. But it's what's happened. I'm going to accept it.-The ocean on the other hand did not want a bride. It kept telling the humans so. They wouldn't listen. They brought girl after girl and presented them to It, but It was not happy with any of them. What can I do with a human bride? It thought. The hu...

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“Alive” by Hamadryad 77

Submitted to Contest #50

I've never been in a tree house before."Really? That's odd—well, I guess...there's not much soil on Saturn?"That's right. Trees are downright beautiful. Best things about Earth."That's only because you're new here. There's lots of great things."Emma settled her hands in her lap and looked out the window of the tree house. Her parents had made it for themselves when they'd gotten married. They were nature lo...

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“Mystical Lands of Zilder” by Hamadryad 77

Submitted to Contest #47

Game startYou are in a car. Look at car. It is a sedan, quite clean. There's an air freshener shaped like a pine tree hanging from the rear-view mirror. Take air freshener. You take air freshener. Smell air freshener. It smells like pine trees.Turn on radio. You turn on the radio and fiddle through the stations. There's country, rock, pop, and the weather. Listen to the weather. The forecaster says its going to be sunny.Roll down window. You roll down w...

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“The Memory” by Hamadryad 77

Submitted to Contest #41

The Vadenais house had been haunted for days. Not years, months, or weeks, but precisely five days come two o'clock A.M. tomorrow.Let's see if haunted's the right word. Let's look at the facts. Ever since the 'haunting' began, those living near enough have heard strange noises coming from what their sleepy brains think is the direction of the Vadenais house.No one's lived there for a year, but young Lucille Penning saw a light...

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“The Blind Following the Blind Cow” by Hamadryad 77

Submitted to Contest #40

Evie: I don't want to say things got complicated.Donald: She says that, but she's the one who wore the dress.Evie: As if you wearing a dress could give me the flutters.Donald met Evie. Her name wasn't Evie then, it was Miss Corning. You didn't straightaway go about calling people by their lovely nicknames in those days.Evie: Those days? You act like we're a hundred years old.Donald: Cl...

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“Journal vs. Diary” by Hamadryad 77

Submitted to Contest #36

dear JOURNAL since Diary is a silly word. It makes you look like a snoot. Hidden in your secret book, you tell tall tales of your life as I'm Better Than You. I, Milla, am not better than other people and don't like to say I am. I simply want to write down the things that happen to me, truthful, real things, so I can remember the whole thing more clearly and not be forever confounded by the little pieces that slip through the cracks. THAT is my introduction. Till the next we meet (which is tomorrow), fair friend in bound pages. ...

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“The Power of Illusion” by Hamadryad 77

Submitted to Contest #35

They were painting the walls green. "We're going to use it as a green screen," Georgio, that slightly black Italian kid, said to me. I'd asked him for an answer with my green eyes. My momma said jade green eyes like mine are rare and usually only seen in books, chosen by the author to give a character a striking appearance. I didn't know what she meant by 'see' in a book. After my uncle Steven gave me The Wizard of Oz I understood. All day the painting went on. Looking into the roadside clubhouse, I was fixed to...

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“Those Things Still Here” by Hamadryad 77

Submitted to Contest #34

The front door was closed over the screen door. The windows were shut and someone had habitually locked them. The missing drape on the picture window was conspicuous since its twin had been drawn across the streaked pane. A shaft of dreary illumination struck a path across the old carpet which stretched from the front door halfway into the kitchen and had chunks of burgundy fluff missing in an irregular pattern, making it resemble an unhealthy feline. A feline of that description, the master of the crime, sat straight up on the top of the...

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“THE FINAL CHAPTER OF THE ENSEMBLE: Same” by Hamadryad 77

(The first four chapters of this story are in the first four Armchair Detectives' prompts)As he awoke, she was rising from his face. He reached to touch the corner of his mouth, where a recent sensation tingled, and she watched him be unable to. His arms were tied tightly, and her arms were covering her blushing face.He didn't want to be in this place, a shed without its furniture, its contents a merely troublesome memory. He didn't want to be in this place below her, bound by her hands. There was comin...

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“CHAPTER 4: Ignorance” by Hamadryad 77

(The first three chapters of this story are in the first three Armchair Detectives' prompts)Well, guess who's the girl who beat the head of the boy she liked with a stick?It's Sani McGibbons, y'all. I'm not sure there's any way to make him love me, but that certainly wasn't something that will increase my chances. I'm the heroine of this story by the way. This story started for me when my daddy and mommy smiled at me. Let's see, thi...

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“CHAPTER 3: Truthfully” by Hamadryad 77

(The first two chapters of this story are in the first two Armchair Detectives' prompts)Marion Jay Alderbright knew Sani McGibbons was smarter than she looked. She was careful not to reveal this, and so he hid it too.She was also a lot prettier than she looked, which was something Jay was too tired from fighting his feelings to dissect the logic of.In plain fact, she wore badly cut hair dyed blonde, she was too thin with knobbly knees, and her apparel usually involved denim pencil skir...

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“CHAPTER 2: Leader” by Hamadryad 77

(The first chapter of this story is in the first Armchair Detectives' prompt)He'd spent the morning kicking around an old soccer ball. Playing by himself made him miss his best friend.Before Valdis had turned sixteen and Jay had moved to Florida, they'd spent their free time together on the beaches of South Carolina. They'd set up a clubhouse made from driftwood and formed a secret society. They didn't play with other children because they both felt sure they were better than other people.

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“CHAPTER 1: Time” by Hamadryad 77

The Lightner Museum, St. Augustine, Florida 0 days agoThe oversized painting on the wall by the staircase was of a sweating wiener dog eating a hot dog. Title: A "Hot" Dog. A hooded boy of middle school age, with a Janus face at once edged with viridity and filled with aplomb, stood before it. He studied it with half his attention, half of the other half given to his single earbud's orchestral hum. The last half was captivated by the remaining torn red tape that had relentlessly stuck to the...

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“Isolated Thunderstorms in the Morning, Sunny in the Afternoon” by Hamadryad 77

Submitted to Contest #11

Wow, what a tiny space! If I tried to crawl under there, it would feel a lot tighter than before, but I think... umph... not impossible. Nope, it's not impossible. I'm animate. I live and I grew, but this bed cannot. It's logical, yes, but my mind can't seem to make sense of it. Was I really so small? Was this really the bed? I was and it is. So I used to come under here... hm, because I was tired sometimes? No. It was because... ouch, it was because I was afraid. The pain I felt i...

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“Precious People” by Hamadryad 77

Submitted to Contest #9

Dear Brother, Fun fact: This is a letter you do not have to write back to. You have more supreme duties to focus your strength on and I do not want to distract you. I, on the other hand, am not married and doubt my life is ever headed in that direction. I have plenty of time to revisit things past and things as they could have been. The main purpose of this letter: To pour out my thoughts to you, as I was used to doing. Barred from owning your attention and relying on you as a brother, I am now unable to do so in person wi...

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Author bio

"Create in me a clean heart, O God; and renew a right spirit within me." -Psalm 51:10 Hello! I am a slow writer but I have many, many stories that I want to write. My current longer story is called The Psycho Dispatch. I came up with the idea when I was a teen and am finally writing it. It's turning out differently than I had planned... Which is probably a good thing. (I finished the first draft! Yay me!) I've also just finished off a novella I was working on for 2019 and 2020's NanoWrimo. It's called Animal Heart. Both it and The Psycho Dispatch are now in editing. All this has made me too busy to do all the fun things on Reedsy. Can't wait to get more involved again! Thank you to all the people who have been liking my stories and following me in the meantime. I am also fascinated with crochet, though I am yet an amateur. The unicorn amigurumi in my icon is my own pattern. Her name is Johanna ^-^ I LOVE reading Currently reading/translating: Yume Miru Taiyou (Japanese language edition) by Takano Ichigo A Study in Scarlet by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle Because music is important to my life and my writing: "honto wa ne" -THE KIDDIE "kono deremo inai heya de" -GACKT "Singin' in the Rain" -L'Arc En Ciel "Au Revoir" -Malice Mizer "Graze" -SHINee "Don't Touch My Girl" -Boyfriend "Happy Happy" -TWICE "Rose" -Lee Hi "The Popular Thing" -Jukebox the Ghost "On The Tower" -Sondre Lerche "Magic" -Alexander Rybak