Harry Kearns

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jun, 2021

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“An Unspoken Covenant” by Harry Kearns

Submitted to Contest #103

Harmonious echoes of unknown chants and the images of shrouded strangers in ruins unseen stirred the weary adventurer out from his already hesitant sleep. In a cold sweat and with a racing heart he looked around him, unsure of the reality of the placid forest surrounding the campsite. A quick shot of his eyes towards the sky told him the time. About three hours past midnight, he guessed. A glance to his...

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“Heavy Lies The Head” by Harry Kearns

Submitted to Contest #101

When Friedrich saw himself in that mirror, he was not sure what he was looking at. The clean reflection entrapped in that gilded, jewel studded frame his father had left him. He was not sure what everyone had been seeing in him to cheer for him at the ceremony yesterday. He bore the emperor’s crown, yes, but anyone can wear a crown given a fine amount of divine right. Though it was his head that cradled it, it did not f...

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“Sacrificed to Surpass” by Harry Kearns

Submitted to Contest #100

The torchlight blazed in the Warden’s metal-clad hand, illuminating the makeshift elevator as the guards lowered the cage down the shaft to the lower levels. The clicking of chains echoed all the way down as they made their descent until the bottom was reached. The morning light had no place in the dimly-lit prison. Out from the cage the Warden guided Lord-Clairvoyant Silas down the halls. Two guards followed close behind, halberds in hand as they passed the cells. The two paid no mind to the voices of the prisoners. Whether they ...

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“A Plunge Into Darkness” by Harry Kearns

Submitted to Contest #99

Darkness fled and light took hold as the summer sun parted with the expansive lake. The rays sprung from the deep blue of the waters had begun to bring out the shine and luster in the steel of Jupiter’s enchanted armor as he leaned back against the rough yet oddly comforting bark of the tree. To admire the rising beauty before him with a snack of bread in his hand was a treat so great that it alone could purge whatever sleep remained in his eyes. The darkness of the night had been bested yet again and it relieved him. He was already washe...

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Author bio

Ever since I was little I always enjoyed tales of fantasy and the surreal, so stuff like that is what I end up writing the most!