Jennifer Newton

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jul, 2023

Stories (5)

5 Stories

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“Apocalyphra” by Jennifer Newton

Submitted to Contest #251

The winds howled across the blue sands of the endless desert, a violet sky pierced by towering sanguine stones that bore the names of a hundred and one dead lords. Scaled hounds prowled with the arid gales after their scuttling dinner and in their wake left shallow footprints. Distantly sands curled by the coming cold winds spoke with frost and lightning that threatened to rend flesh from bone in an instant. High above in the sky stared a pale weak sun that languidly watched the desolated land. A thin furred green figure stood atop a towerin...

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“Window to the Heart” by Jennifer Newton

Submitted to Contest #239

(Contains themes of depression and an instance of eye horror.) Forty-five degrees. A right angle. Inversion, and then reflection. Her fingers clutched the canvas and stained its spines in a panoply of hues as she twisted the angles, attempting to make sense of what she saw. She did it a hundred and one times, attempting to see every angle and every possible interpretation of her work. How long had she been here, held above and apart the world? Old projects sat abandoned against the walls by dust choked file cabinets and supplies. Her cloth...

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“Whistlin Boreas” by Jennifer Newton

Submitted to Contest #232

A fogged eye hung high above the snowy archipelago, for once its vision crystal clear with nary a cloud in sight. The sea surrounding reflected countless lights, spiraling galactic arms which played home to Earth. And in a flash, they were gone, as a bright flood lamp stole away the stars.The crunch of ice turned to the deep thuds upon preserved concrete. Boreal winds sang through the unearthed structures, stripped bare by calamity and clocks. From the dark strode a figure, taller and larger than any human man, one who struggled to fit throu...

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“The Flight of Prometheus” by Jennifer Newton

Submitted to Contest #232

At the base of a grand mountain hid a humble home of mud brick and thatch doors, of wooden floor and the fitful form who tread a rut into its surface. He was not made of flesh so much as he was comprised entirely of worry; mere moments prior he came to realize that his dear brother was in the middle of doing something very, very foolish. Worry, and revelations that came far too late - this was the meat and bone of the titan Epimetheus. Epimetheus's gaze soared skyward towards the roof of the world, pierced by that towering peak, a jagged t...

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“The Shape in the Mist” by Jennifer Newton

Submitted to Contest #230

A low cloud had coiled across a barren landscape with nothing but the black scars of trees and the shed husks of stone to define it. The rolling fog had both graced the weeds and fearfully scattered the light, banishing both shadow and clarity. Then stumbling through came a figure. The wisping cover obscured everything but the vaguest of shapes - humanoid with a limping gait, one arm clutching another as if that was all that was keeping them together. Perhaps it was, for at that moment another thing filled the land to accompany the fog - w...

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