Kya Ryanne

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jun, 2020

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“Kai” by Kya Ryanne

Submitted to Contest #68

It had been twenty-four long years since she’d last seen it, but it looked exactly the same as it used to. The harrowing dull stone walls seemed to drain the sky of color as it loomed. Abandoned, that is what they told Kai. It sure looked like it. The grounds of the orphanage she used to live in were what appeared to be abandoned. All that lived here were the spirits of the past and the spreading ivy—like a parasite, spreading from the ground and up the walls. The tall grass reached to her upper thighs, tickling her as she crept past ...

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“The Spider's Web” by Kya Ryanne

Submitted to Contest #56

I ran away from the abandoned china shop with an ever sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. I didn’t have anywhere to go, nowhere to run to. What I encountered was my dream. . . but my worst nightmare. I could remember it vividly. The Queen of Spiders. The broken china on the floor crunched beneath my heels, resembling the sound of cracking bones, making me cringe every single step I took. The thing she couldn’t fake was the blood that pooled on the floor. There had to at least be a standing inch of it. Bodies hung from the walls...

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“Grandma Petunia's Misadventures” by Kya Ryanne

Submitted to Contest #54

Grandma Petunia had spent most of her retirement baking, going shopping, and doing an adequate job at quilting. At least she thought she did a good job at quilting. She entered a few in state fairs and things similar to it, but she didn’t pull out any of the blue ribbons or things like that. But by far, Grandma Petunia baked the best chocolate chip cookies known to womankind. It was passed down by her mother and her mother before her. Most of it was a guesstimate on what ingredients go where and what kind of measurements went where, but Gra...

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“The Beginning of the End” by Kya Ryanne

Submitted to Contest #52

The towers of the city stretched above me as I walked in the middle of the unused streets, its white dashed lines painted down the center of it, but there was honestly no use for them. Skyscrapers as far as the eye could see, the sun’s light glaring off of it and into my eyes. It twists and turns above me, crumbling at the seams. I flex my fingers, swinging at my sides, as I walk down what seems to be a never ending street. I can see so far down into the city, the street rising into the air and turning as the world twists up. It almost seem...

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