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Jasmine Fallerwood

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Nov, 2019

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Marietta Munroe.

Jasmine Fallerwood

The wind blew a stray curl of auburn hair into my eyes. It whipped against my face until my skin was as pink as the setting sun. I huddled further into my cloak, tucking my hands into my pockets and burying my chin into the fur lining of my hood. Every step I took was like a minute hand on a clock ticking down, a string slowly winding up as it drew me closer. Leaves swirled around my feet as they drifted down from trees alight with the orange of autumn, crunching underneath my boots like brittle bones. At least the leaves were the sa...

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My Sun Shall Never Set

Jasmine Fallerwood

Submitted to Contest #99

The sky is on fire. Brilliant, flaming orange as if the canvas material of the world itself is burning. Glorious gold is poured on the flame, streaks of it leaking into the cloudy blue sky where pink smoke dances and twirls. And the match that lit it up is now a bursting hot ember, crimson like a splash of blood. It is the dusk and the inferno; the earth is preparing itself for the next day, and it is doing it by cleansing the evil from its sky.She is sitting beside me. We are on the pier, warm wood cutting into our asses, splinters digging ...

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A Love Everlasting

Jasmine Fallerwood

Submitted to Contest #81

The window was fogged like London’s grey skies, raindrops splitting the grey dew that covered it. Down the long, curved driveway I could see figures moving. Coniferous trees provided shelter along each side of the drive, allowing a thick, tall and green coverage from passing cars and pedestrians. It also conveniently blocked the house from my view. But as the figures moved along the miles of rock, coming closer and closer with each step, I could see them. Just as they rounded the final curve, headed straight for my car, did they come into f...

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Young Love

Jasmine Fallerwood

Submitted to Contest #56

When the sky makes contact with the ocean we get an explosion of vivid light that enchants us to man's end. Lucian stared into the pink ribbons of clouds that brightened the setting sky. His face was drawn and distressed. He had been my best friend for 12 years and today, the day before we both became adults, was the first time I had seen him so apprehensive. Maybe it was the last drop of adolescence soaking out of him or maybe it lied deeper, behind the complicated defensive shield of confidence our brains put up. As my hand met his sp...

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Este es mi paìs

Jasmine Fallerwood

Submitted to Contest #54

Do you remember in school when they used to make you do perspective portraits? How the teachers spent weeks making sure that you understood how our intellectual minds perceived the world. As my brother and I walked down the winding road, I couldn’t help but imagine this scene as a painting. Tall but skinny trees and fat, luscious green bushes blocking the way between you and miles of yellow fields, lining the narrowing road. I wish that then, in school, I had known about the marvels of fields, so I could paint this picture. There are times w...

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Escape

Jasmine Fallerwood

Submitted to Contest #52

Chapter 1I laid on my back, an ice cold glass of lemonade resting at my side. I squinted at the sky, the blazing sun beaming down on me. I was trying to relax, and wind down but in this heat it was absolutely impossible. My stomach let out a large grr and I decided that even though I was really tired and wanted to lay in the blazing sun, feeling all fuzzy inside, I forced my legs up. Our kitchen was small, and mostly bare. Pulling open cupboards I was able to find a few pieces of bread and some turkey. Filling my mouth I realized that t...

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