Hannah Brown

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Oct, 2020

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“Take a Leap” by Hannah Brown

Submitted to Contest #95

The pristine white corridor of reincarnation continued for eternity. There was no end in sight; it simply stretched into a gossamer white nothingness that was blinding. Featureless and amorphous it seemed to twist and distort as Yune tried to traverse it. No matter how far she attempted to walk, no matter how fast she ran, no matter how hard she yelled, nothing changed. There was a faint noise, like a thousand strangers whispering in a room just out of reach. The air had a faint amniotic salinity that she stung the chapped skin of her...

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“The Witch at the Top of the Hill” by Hannah Brown

Submitted to Contest #92

TW: abuse, stalking The farmhouse on the hill was a lonely place. It had once been a bustling farm. Many years hence. Now however, the dark stone building stood like a headstone in the hills. Alone. There were still chickens. A handful of sheep. One old belligerent mare. And a barn cat of midnight black. And, if you believed the rumours, a solitary witch. A thriving herb garden. A brackish pond with geese in the summer. The house itself was as old as the hills. Still standing by some act of nature. The stones used to build its spine fossilis...

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“Future Echoes” by Hannah Brown

Submitted to Contest #91

Dismantling her childhood wall of books, Annie was struck violently by a relic from her past. A small yellow-covered book. Hardback. About the size of her palm and slimmer than her pinky finger. It hit her in her left temple. Bounced off and skittered away, almost frightened, beneath her bed. She staggered back, grasping the stack of books already in her arms to her chest tighter. Sighed. Sweat had collected at the small of her back. Stickiness had gotten into all of her nooks and crannies. Hair stuck to her forehead and the nape of ...

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“Right Out of Her Mouth” by Hannah Brown

Submitted to Contest #68

‘I have a crush on you.’ The second the words fell out of her mouth, Eve slapped a hand over her lips. Pressing them back in. Even to her own reflection, she seemed panicked, feverish; red cheeks, bright eyes and a hint of mania. Barely herself. Had she ever looked this excited before? Could she do it? The bedroom door behind her opened and she whirled, pressing her back against the mirror. Her sister, twelve, sassy and wearing an oversized sweatshirt she’d stolen from their brother. ‘We’re late. Alex is already annoyed. You coming?’ ‘Um...

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Author bio

Hi! My name is Hannah and I'm a 28-year-old writer living and working in Tokyo. Follow me on Twitter: @Hannah_Aimee_17