Heather Henderson

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Oct, 2023

Stories (6)

6 Stories

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“Tony and the Nefway” by Heather Henderson

Submitted to Contest #240

(Note – itksaurpok means ‘love obsession/crush’ in the Intuit language) I had listened to the Earth spinning for much too long. Hours must have passed, and Zane still had not come. The smothering silk of night stood hushed in my coop, submerging me into the hollow of my own vexation. An uncanny stillness had taken over the lighthouse and, at long last, I pushed through the wires and took off, swooping through the winds as they bellowed along the Arctic mountains.The higher I flew, the darker the Earth grew in my wake. A g...

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“Ghost On The Coast” by Heather Henderson

Submitted to Contest #239

It was a foggy October night.Ten modern gas lamps lit the bookshelves acquiescent with a counterfeit-cosiness. The weak sun waved its lamenting arm goodbye from behind the horizon and the blue frown of early night began to fall outside. Accompanied by only the titter-tatter of the plates on my tray (to be washed through the night in the dishwasher), mauve silence settled over the café. The little building overlooked the seashore, a beach of white sands which stretched its wide-open arms far beyond where the eye could follow. A mini libr...

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“A lyrical retelling of Ancient Greece's most famous watery love-triangle” by Heather Henderson

Submitted to Contest #237

ATLAS The first time I saw her, she danced in the shallows of the Naxos coast with her sisters. They twirled together, delicate toes skimming the lilac waters, leaving behind them spirals of bubbles and froth. In the early morning sun, they swung their arms gracefully, limbs so supple and lithe they resembled freshly-grown almond tree branches. Her skin was the gleaming waters of the rockpools personified, her voice the trinkling cascade of the falls. Amphitrite, a sea nymph of Greece. And the woman whom I had hoped to marry.I, Atl...

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“Game of Planets” by Heather Henderson

Submitted to Contest #232

Polar Night. A three-month tournament of planets, ice and magic. Altrus had finished the first game: the Mercury-themed find-a-clue, which would have been babyish if it didn’t end in the possible death of a polar bear. To the inhabitants of the North Ice, polar bears represented resilience and might and as such were held as sacred. “Easy.” Altrus smiled confidently, knowing that his mind was sharp enough to pass the contest without much problem. Alina laughed. “For you.” She creased her eyes into half-moons, then gave him a little smirk. “No...

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“Initiation ” by Heather Henderson

Submitted to Contest #230

[Contains sensitive description] They’d blindfolded me, tied a silk scarf over my eyes and promised to return. I was left alone in nothing but darkness, nothing but the black shadows of an unknown whereabouts. And, after the first few days, I had felt strong. I knew I could continue. A resilience had grown in me – a deep resilience which relied on nothing. Without my visual awareness, I had mostly lost the use of my hands and legs, too. But I’d kept the blindfold on voluntarily, veering up against the darkness and trying to claim it as...

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“Christmas Ghost Story” by Heather Henderson

Submitted to Contest #229

“I wanted to tell you, but I couldn’t until I knew you were sure about me.” She smiled as her blonde hair, which was studded by the stars in the sky behind her, fluttered in the winter wind. She’d never looked more radiant, more spectre-like. Taking my hand, she began to guide me up the hill. She giggled as we ran, further and further, my ankle boots kicking mounds of grass and slipping on unseen slopes, never a stable step. The cold air felt good in my lungs. There was a crazed wildness to our being out in the dark like this, on some ...

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Author bio

Autistic aspiring-author based in the U.K. My favourite work of literature is ‘The Divine Comedy’ by Dante. I try to use lyrical prose, atmospheric details, themes of psychology or nature and always a lean toward the whimsical.