Keitaro Hrym

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Dec, 2024

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“A special kind of ache” by Keitaro Hrym

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it. Please forgive me, just this once, please.” His tears are drawing lines through his mascara. Lines that stretch from his eyes to his cheeks. Lines that I can’t help but follow with my own eyes, lines that I find inexplicably beautiful because I was the one that drew them. I am the one he is apologizing to, I am the one that he can’t stand to disappoint. I am the one that makes his tears flow. On the outside I seem calm, collected, maybe even indifferent. But it’s not true. I am overflowing, and I am having ...

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“Who the hell is Cinderella?” by Keitaro Hrym

#ReedsyHolidays He runs after me. “Hey! You forgot your shoe!”I turn around. There’s a glass shoe in his hands. It’s not mine, a friend gave it to me. It was awful, twisting my foot into that shoe just to prove I could walk in it. And the damn thing made it difficult to move in the hideous dress I was wearing. It was not my usual style, but hey, why not try something new once in a while? I got stuck with the shoe in my dress, and the damn thing fell off. Since I was in a hurry, I kind of just left it on the floor. But that prince, he actuall...

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“Sweet delight” by Keitaro Hrym

#ReedsyHoliday It was a beautiful evening right before Christmas. The streets were bustling with activity, shopkeepers shouting or inviting people in, food stalls popping up out of nowhere, and tons of creatures walking around, looking for something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue. Or perhaps just something to waste their time on. Andy was watching the goblins inhale deep mouthfuls of heavenly cinnamon, while the fairies were feasting on the saffron buns like Hannibal the cannibal. It was quite fascinating, actually, ...

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“Too close to be safe” by Keitaro Hrym

It creeps in on me. It’s the small things first. How the darkness starts to get closer, how the shadows seem to move towards me, how it’s getting harder to breathe. The sun doesn’t shine as bright as mere moments before. Something has shifted, but I don’t know what. Is it the atmosphere? Is it some kind of sixth sense? I don’t know, but I feel uncomfortable.The tightness of my skin is tormenting me. It hurts. It hurts so much, and it hurts too much. I can’t stand it. I don’t want to feel like this. I don’t need this in my life, this fee...

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Author bio

Let's do the trans dance together ;) It's important to me to get trans stories and queer stories out there, with both the darkness and the light. And the weird. And the crazy. OMG the crazy! I want to bring you that :)