Kate Reilly

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Aug, 2019

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“Child of the Blessed” by Kate Reilly

Elia stares down at the water, her breathing labored as she removes the gilded helmet. A mockery now- a mockery of what she once stood for and believed in. The cold water reflects sunlight, a pretty sight. She leans forward to gaze at its depths, to calm herself. A sharp, rattling breath. She needs to calm down. Nothing good will come if she gives into her rising panic. With shaking hands, ...

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“The Schyler Farm” by Kate Reilly

I stare out at the vast acres of farmland, golden sunlight glinting over the fields. Five generations of Schyler owned land. Soon it will be dark, and then the sun will rise, and I will have to tell them what I've decided.I rub my finger absently over the lip of the window, feeling the old wood beneath, the paint long ago flaked off. This house is as old as those tilled fields. And just as unreliable when it comes to steadily providing for a family. But I suppose that is part of the glory, as my grandfather used to say. ...

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“The Star of Pao” by Kate Reilly

I blink into awareness, forcing my eyes to open despite the pain. The stars above me are brilliant- distant yet so alive. They pierce through my pounding head, forcing me to close my eyes against them once more as I slowly force myself into a sitting position. "Ren," I croak out into the silent and starlit night. Nothing. No one replies, and my ears strain, waiting to hear a breath or a sob or a heartbeat...

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“Maybe” by Kate Reilly

I sigh, leaning against the door frame, watching her in the dim light of the room. The window panes cast shadows across her face, like prison bars...but I can't decide if they are keeping her safe or safely locked away. I can tell from the color of her cheeks that she has been crying, and the strain in her neck tells me that she is hurting, even in sleep. My eyes trace the bed, landing on the small bundle that has been secured by an avalanche of pillows and blankets, tucked safely into the center of the queen bed. My daughte...

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I write. I bookmark my day with coffee and wine. I blog. Read more about me at themakingofkate.com.