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Karmissa Ariadne

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2020

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A Festive Twist

Submitted to Contest #93

The entrance to the carnival was decked out with lights beaming in all directions. Banners waved in the evening wind as the night came alive with laughter and excitement. An announcer for some kind of gimmicky game could be heard muffled in the distance. His pitch changes reflected extreme enthusiasm adding to the atmosphere of a true carnival experience. “Hey! Let’s hit the insane house!” Jeremy howled, downing the rest of his drink and chucking it into a trash can before stepping up to the entrance. Amy giggled and rushed after him, lookin...

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Poisoned Darkness

Submitted to Contest #92

It happens every time and I always end up in hospital. I can hardly remember a time it didn’t happen, except of course before the accident. They told me it was a miracle I survived, but I felt cursed. I was only quite young at the time, barely a teenager, and with teenage hormones came teenage moodiness. Tragically, I had stormed out of the house after discourse with my mother. I took to the nearby forestland for an evening stroll to help relieve some of my pent-up anger. It was an evening stroll that would change my life forever. Though I h...

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Subtle Reflections

Submitted to Contest #91

Another afternoon filled with rowdy, disrespectful kids. They do not care for books or matters of physical form, it is all about videos and music. I see their attention span decay with each generation. They say children are getting smarter because they know more and can comprehend more at earlier ages, but these same children are ignorant towards precious artifacts of our past. Swear words echo through the bookshelves reaching the ears of even younger more impressionable kids. The sounds of books falling to the carpet and slamming against th...

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The Weight of Hope

Submitted to Contest #90

I ran my fingers ever so gently along the stem of the world, lifting the soft, arced leaves and studying its delicate, magnificent beauty. It dawned on me that many before me would have simply walked by such a precious thing, maybe they would have trodden on it or pushed it aside. Who could blame them? There were plenty of these wonders back then. Taking advantage of such a treasure was commonplace and defending it was considered outlandish. How foolish they were. I sighed as I stared into the beauty of its glowing flower bud, “I bet you mis...

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Upon the Edge

Submitted to Contest #89

Gradients of pink, red and purple set the clouds alight as the sun said its most whimsical goodbyes. Birds flew across the vibrant sky unable to appreciate the beauty of the scene they had entered. I watched from the edge of the cliff as the remainder of the day began to die. My toes were inches from the edge; a slight misbalance and I would end up a broken heap upon the rocks below. Winds from the east began settling in, lulling the clouds across the waterscape and encouraging them to find refuge for the night. The gentle breeze picked up m...

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The Shadow's Deal

Submitted to Contest #88

The pact with the Old Gods had been broken and an era of chaotic darkness was soon to follow. What once was a world filled with magic and beauty was now divided by power and dominion and we all had our parts to play. As a high princess, I had become a target. People no longer looked to the royal families as a symbol of hope and strength or fairness and divine judgement, we were now seen as the pitfall of humanity. Our bloodlines, beliefs and magics were deemed self-absorbed despite the millennia of peace we had served.A surge of world magic ...

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The Depths of Deceit

Submitted to Contest #87

All who entered the caverns were never seen or heard of again. It marked a place of no return and a fate unknown to those who failed to resist its allure. Soft echoes vibrated along the cool rocky walls of the underground tunnels, barely breaking out of the only known entrance. The echoes were haunting in a way that it howled like sad, lost souls but could have easily been a trick of the wind. A small group of locals who lived nearby the cavern had tracked another missing person to its entrance. “Do ye hear that?” Noran said, scratching his ...

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Little Guardian

Submitted to Contest #86

Paisha was a peaceful small village that lied in peaceful quiet just outside of the royal capital city. It was known for its bountiful herbal and floral supplies and production of healing concoctions. Life was simple in Paisha, the people lived in harmony at the foot of the woodland forest, taking only what they needed and fulfilling requests of the royal palace and city populace. Among them, a family of flower merchants resided. Myra had been picking flowers and teaching her younger sister, Ida, about them since early childhood. They were o...

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Trapped by Truth

Submitted to Contest #85

That’s the thing about this city, anyone who discovers its little secret is unable to leave. At least, that’s what we’re led to believe. I haven’t tried to escape yet, though I fear any effort would be futile. There isn’t an issue with the secret itself, it’s more about the control they seize over the city. The blissfully ignorant and unaware can move freely in and out of the city, but as soon as they pick up the scent the size of their world shrinks. Immaculate is one way you could describe the city. Every bit of pavement, every building an...

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False Freedom

Submitted to Contest #84

It became so much worse than we could have ever imagined. Democracy had crumbled to dust and the world itself was split into two. A new alliance between the democratic countries was formed while the Freedom Fighters banded together in an attempt to liberate the rest of the world of their manipulative governments. The Freedom Fighters could not see the damage that was being done, they refused to see their loved ones dying as a consequence of their ignorance and instead vehemently pinned it on government spies and corruption. But that was a ti...

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Journey Above

Submitted to Contest #83

A refreshing flush of cool, currant water washed over Amelia’s skin, stirring her from her ever-peaceful slumber. Gentle rays of light from the sun trickled down to the deeper ocean, where they reflected off mirroring instruments to bring light into the underwater citadel. Many Syreni were already out and about, working the kelp fields and bringing all kinds of sunken trinkets from the surface-world back for analysis in their laboratories. Even the queen had ventured out to enjoy such a spectacularly peaceful day. Amelia swam elegantly out o...

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Repeat Eternity

Submitted to Contest #82

My system is almost identical; I have the artificial equivalent of the average adult human nervous system and my exterior design mirrors theirs. My differences go unnoticed by them despite my unusual habit of simply standing and wait in private areas during the night cycle. I remain aware of the transferability of my memories and consciousness – the transferability of my lifeforce. My creator gifted me endless rebirth and like a god bestowing their divinity upon their child, I was made immortal. Every time I die, I am somehow brought back th...

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Invisible Poison

Submitted to Contest #79

For nine and a half years I was given the pleasure of watching my step-brother enjoy the benefits of having both his parents present in his life. His cackling laughter filled our home all the way up until he started school. Who would’ve thought such a carefree and happy baby could turn into a prodigy? I had been such a happy baby too, until my father left. “Oh Hannah, look at your little brother – he’s so much like you!” Mum would tell me, while Conor gurgled at seemingly dull concepts. It was hard to pretend to be happy for them. Mum was s...

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Dragon Slayer

Submitted to Contest #32

It was half-past three on a typical Monday afternoon. Senna had just stepped back into the office after an indulgent afternoon snack of velvety biscuits and a smooth coffee. The assistant executive, Miranda, marched down the centre of the office with a mountain of paperwork in her arms. Her face was stiff and her eyes were sharp. As she passed Senna, she slammed a pile of work onto her desk, causing it to shake quietly for a moment as though it had just been hit by a tsunami. Senna flinched and directed a look of offence at her superior – sh...

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