Jacob Weber

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2023

Stories (6)

6 Stories

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“Flowers for the Dead, A Long Road for the Mourning” by Jacob Weber

Submitted to Contest #191

The world is a dry place in these strange times. If you want to honor your dead the old way, you’ve got a long road to walk. River City and its spring blooms await the weary pilgrim. The path stretches long and straight across the cracked soil of the high plains, grayish-red bricks a counterpoint to the muted yellow of the surrounding grassland. I’ve heard it said that the Pilgrim’s Road was originally laid by scouting parties preceding some conquering Roman legion on its long march across the countryside. This seems an obvious falsehood,...

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“A Traveller on Broken Roads” by Jacob Weber

Submitted to Contest #189

It was so terribly cold. Snow was falling, and it was almost dark. Even so, the boy trudged on, for winter had come to the world, and winter suffered not the weak or the tired. He distracted himself with the strange symphony of a world gone quiet — the crunch of grass beneath tattered boots, the jingle of shells in their boxes, the far-off crash of the surf breaking on uncaring stone. All of this sound did not take the cold pain from his throbbing fingers. It did not lessen the weight of the straps around his shoulders or bring a balm to the...

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“The Green Chapel” by Jacob Weber

Submitted to Contest #187

Sir Bertilak was no normal cat, of this the girl was certain. The scruffy stray, so named for the bright green moss that often clung like discarded Christmas ornaments to his disheveled fur, did mostly cat things — he chased butterflies and birds around the periphery of her manicured back lawn, he drank long and slow from her father’s prized koi pond in the heat of summer, he rolled around in the decaying leaves of autumn with the carelessness of a kitten. To the casual observer, the charismatic Main Coon was just another stray in a world fu...

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“Smoke over Santa Monica” by Jacob Weber

Submitted to Contest #186

“911. What is the nature of your emergency?” “Hey there” “Hello. What is the nature of your emergency? Can you provide an address for dispatch?” “It’s the corner of Everett and Powell, blue house with a white door” “Sir, are you currently in danger? Can you please provide me with a name and a contact number?” “You’re going to need an ambulance. There’s been gunshots” “Sir, I am dispatching an officer to your location now. Please stay on the line until help arrives. Can you please provide me with a name and a contact number?” “...

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“The Man from Unit 41” by Jacob Weber

Submitted to Contest #185

The door to 716 Jefferson Avenue closed with a barely audible click, this miniature percussion marking the end of another heartbreaking chapter of the Man’s life. His fingers held tightly to the tarnished brass doorknob, body and mind alike holding to a bygone fantasy of love and absolution for a few more precious moments before finally releasing their grip. He finally turned, wintry heart doing its best to match the wintry gloom of late February as he stepped away from the cozy warmth of what he had once foolishly believed to be his new hom...

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“The Box” by Jacob Weber

Submitted to Contest #184

CW: This short story contains a couple of lines about severe depression and self harm/suicide.It seemed an oddity that such a monumental moment in my cycle should be dictated by such a simple little object. Before me stood a square, waist-height table, its ostentatious mahogany top a testament to the wealth and the reach of this frontier station’s original benefactors. I ran my fingers along the deftly carved lacquered relief on its surface; winged serpents and hoofed men dancing between depictions of nebula and blazing suns, a perfect ...

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Author bio

Student, Aspiring Wetland Scientist, Father, Collector of Hobbies. I mostly just write the beginnings of interesting novels.