Ian Saiar

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Nov, 2020

Stories (3)

3 Stories

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“Caffeine” by Ian Saiar

Submitted to Contest #67

Your smell in June was noticeably different from the way your perspiration hit my nostrils in March. Summer got you all heated up before the harsh, hot weather even came. I attributed it to the blooming of hagberries and the fact that their flowers had paved the road on which we first kissed. Your sweat smelled so strong, intoxicating, even when you showered three times every day, and you always used my shower gel, which somehow accentuated the way your scent was different from other people. Musk, of course, but also something spicy and stra...

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“No Blood” by Ian Saiar

Submitted to Contest #67

There was no blood. Of course there was no blood. Strangling someone rarely involves blood. Oh, but did he try, he tried so hard to draw blood from the attacker's face, but the tall figure was too strong and too flexible for his flailing arms and nails that he used to chew. I didn't interrupt, I didn't scream, for we were miles away from the nearest house, the bus stop was in a dead spot for any vehicles driving nearby, and there rarely were any. It was past midnight, not too late for bars and clubs, we were supposed to go downtown and the...

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“The Curtain” by Ian Saiar

Submitted to Contest #67

The map had been torn more than once, and what was even worse was the fact that it had been closely acquainted with salt water and the ink was running wild in multiple directions. Of course it didn't matter if the water had been salty or not. It just seemed more probable as the Captain had salvaged it from a sinking ship in the middle of the open sea. The galleon had most likely had a long voyage behind it, perhaps all the way across the Atlantic Ocean, and now it had to rest in the bottom of it.The directions to the treasure were already un...

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Author bio

Unlike my name suggests, I am female. Writing is a way of breathing for me. Sometimes I breathe shallow breaths, sometimes I breathe deep. All I know is that we all bleed.