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Kara Palladino

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2022

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The Song of the Violinist: By Mary Palladino

Submitted to Contest #191

“The snow falls, the wind howls, and the moon rises to console the stars.”Few could see the cold imagery of the mind. Many are blind; they ignore the inside storm. They only look at what they want to see- the outside: Vibrant colors and the melodies that the Violinist creates.In a sleepy little village some time ago, in an old cottage on the hill, there lived a man. Every soul in the village knew of this man. He would go into the less sleepy parts of town and play his violin. His playing was so entrancing that the ears that heard his song wo...

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The Duchess and the Blade: By M.J. Palladino

Submitted to Contest #147

Warning: This story is heavily inspired by those boring old lady movies that are usually black and white. Do not be surprised if you find yourself falling asleep during the reading process. And now let the boredom begin.Act I: The Cotillion“Do you prefer the red, or the black?”The Duchess’ handmaiden asked, presenting two beautiful flower headdresses before her, looking very excited.The Duchess didn't seem to be interested, as she was not looking forward to the upcoming moments.“It doesn’t matter, Betje.” She boredly replied. “I never wanted...

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Love Me Once Forget Me Twice by MJ Palladino

Submitted to Contest #143

Look at how its petals glitter in the sunlight. Look at how it raises its leafy arms in the air. Look at how, even though it’s different from my other plants, it is still just as beautiful.I was thinking about these things as I studied my succulent from outside. It was looking back at me through the window, seeming to be smiling. Meanwhile, I was wondering if that window is a good spot for this creature, for I was a self-proclaimed interior design specialist. My mind was busy brainstorming, I didn’t even notice that someone else was admiring...

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A Dance Between Life and Death, By M.J. Palladino

Submitted to Contest #140

A dance between life and death. “I remember the day I died.” Beatrice mused to her nephew as he was gazing in awe at the decaying leaves falling off the trees. “You died?!” Beatrice’s nephew, Raymond, shouted in disbelief. “Auntie Reese, I don’t believe you! You’re alive right now!” “It’s true though!” Beatrice laughed, “I remember so vividly.” “Really?” Raymond challenged her, “Tell me.” “Alright then.” Beatrice gave in. “Have a seat, and I will tell you everything I saw.” Raymond quickly plopped himself down on the autumn grass, eyes bri...

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Backward Spiral: A short story by M.J. Palladino

Submitted to Contest #139

Backward Spiral: A short story by M.J. Palladino It was an early sunset on a Thursday in March. Specks of dust fluttered about in the light seeping through the window. A box of clothes sat sunbathing on the bed, waiting to be moved. Just then, the doorknob twisted, and a young adult entered. She looked down at a small sheet of paper in her hand, her eyes scanning it. At the top, it read, “Thalia’s to-do list.” After a brief moment, she crumpled the paper and tossed it into a nearby wastebasket. She gazed at the box for a bit before picki...

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