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Kenneth Love

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Sep, 2022

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On The 3rd Day

Kenneth Love

I was already late in following you by two full days, so I didn’t want to have any more delays. I took the bare essentials and made my way into the forest. Your trail was much easier to follow than I thought it would be; the ashes from your campfires combined with the odd tracks that your boots left in the soft earth made it a fairly simple task.The day after setting out to find you, I made camp at the base of a small hill, and the recent sign of disturbance in the undergrowth led me to believe that you were close. It was just an instinct, b...

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The Rite of Spring

Kenneth Love

I was already late in following you by three full days, so I didn’t want to have any more delays; I took the bare essentials and made my way into the forest. Your trail was much easier to follow than I imagined it would be; the refuse of your campfires combined with the odd tracks that your boots left in the soft earth made it a fairly simple task. The location where you ended up was the biggest surprise for me. It was the day after I’d set out to find you. I’d made camp at the base of a small hill the night before and the auspicious locatio...

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The Heirs of the Nova

Kenneth Love

Submitted to Contest #294

It's been 227 months, 14 days, three hours, 72 minutes, and 88 seconds. I wake up on the 15th day with frosted breath lingering over my lips, and could, unfeeling limbs. I use my shivering hands to grab my bed sheets, big, puffy, and electrically heated, and fumble them around my body. The I spend a few minutes shivering in my blanket trying to get warm before I even attempt to get out of my bed. I wince at the touch of the ice cold floor. I don't have the grit to actually step on it, so I just stay in bed shivering. “E-E-El?” I say, th...

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227 Months

Kenneth Love

Submitted to Contest #243

227 months, 14 days, three hours, 72 minutes, and 88 seconds; I wake up on the 15th day with my breath lingering over my lips as ice crystals, and my limbs devoid of most of their feeling. I use my shivering hands to grab my bed sheets, big, puffy, and electrically heated, and fumble them around my body. The next few minutes I spend curled up, shivering in my blanket trying to get warm before I even attempt to get out of my bed. The floor, like I thought, is ice cold to the touch. I wince the first few times I make contact with it, and,...

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