Jim Mccleery

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jun, 2021

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“Reflections” by Jim Mccleery

Submitted to Contest #225

Reflections “Reflections are not lies, but can be very deceptive. The eye of the beholder must choose to decide if what they see is really as it is supposed to be. Glamours, illusions, mirages all look real from some angle. Perspective is the key to wisdom of one’s true self. The essence of one’s true reflection can’t be seen with mortal eyes.” Unknown The inscription was carved in the bottom of the bulky Maple dark wooden frame inlaid with a massive mirror. Finn come look at this. It’s insane. I look at the mirror from the left s...

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“The Scent of Magic” by Jim Mccleery

The Scent of Magic A cool breeze wafted through the trees carrying pockets of pheromone laced air and the white rabbit ears twitched as he turned his head toward the wind. He sniffed at it rhythmically drawing in the different scents and smells around him. There was a strange smell he did not recognize. Slowly he hopped from behind the bushes. “Damn, costly moments lost in suspicious contemplation have made me late and lives will be terminated when I am late. I can hear the queen’s voice now ringing with power and savagery, Off with their ...

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“Killer Story” by Jim Mccleery

Reporters lined up in mobs scrambling and fighting to get to the front in hopes of getting a glimpse of the country’s deadliest serial killer in decades. Of course the killer tried to speak to the media, but he was shoved into a dark suv while lawyers and police just yelled no comment. The biggest question might seem like it would be why did he do it, but perhaps an even bigger question was did he do it? Was he really the one that killed over and over for three decades? How had he evaded detectives from the FBI to the CIA. He even left...

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“Gorthorik Last of the Dragon Blood” by Jim Mccleery

Submitted to Contest #97

Gorthorik Last of The Dragon Blood A reason for redemption Ice glazed the window of the secluded fortress of confinement in a subtle thin coating like an opaque film of dull glass. Even though the squat iron bars partially blocked the view Gorthoric could see the endless rolling hills swa...

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Author bio

I love reading and writing and am working on getting published. Life is too short not to try our hand a greatness.