L.C. Schäfer

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2021

Stories (7)

7 Stories

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“Ms. Fortune (II)” by L.C. Schäfer

"She's a fortune teller, you know, though you'd never know it. Look at her, wobbling along on her bicycle. "If she could really read the future or anything, she'd do something useful wouldn't she? Win the lottery or something." "She must know nobody likes her." The woman doesn't have to be a mystic to know what they think of her. Even if they troubled themselves to keep their voices down, it is stamped all over their faces. "Madam Sybille"...

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“Ms. Fortune” by L.C. Schäfer

Pru sniffed disapprovingly, and immediately wished she hadn't. Nostrils such as hers expected the familiar and cloying scent of incense at times like these. They were disappointed here.“Here” was a grimy flat at the top of a cramped concrete apartment building. The air stank of stale cigarette smoke and old food. Mind, it'd been more than a tad whiffy in the gloomy hallway. That was the stench of cats that wafted in from the stairwell. Strays liked to toilet there, out of the weather.When there was no a...

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“Déjà Rêvé - aka Leapfrog” by L.C. Schäfer

I wake. Look down at my hands. The sight of them, liver-spotted and slightly wrinkled, has caught me off-guard these last few years. Why does age surprise us? What startled me even more this time was the sight of hands so pink and small. Soft. Brand new. Vulnerable. Surely these hands remember what the womb felt like.My hands don’t look like that.I gasp, those hands starfishing reflexively in a manner most unsuited to a three-year-old. I open my mouth to...

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“Golem” by L.C. Schäfer

My muscles are huge.They are made of clay.My eyes glow red.There is a holy word in my mouth.It galvanises me.I can do one thing.Only one.It is this:I can follow an instruction.Only one.One simple command:Protect these people.I can do nothing else.I do not breathe. I do not eat. I do not sleep.I do not perspire. I do not aspire.I cannot think. I cannot feel. I cannot want.I cannot hunge...

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“You Do See Me As A Woman, Don't You?” by L.C. Schäfer

His face is freshly shaved, he is wearing a decent shirt, and he has spritzed his torso in the more expensive of his two deodorants.There is just one more thing to do before he leaves. He pulls his phone out and fires off a quick text to his friend,"Going to meet date at the Peach Tree." There. That should do it. Just in case.Before he has a chance to put it down, the response arrives,"ok. text me after."

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“The Girl Who Might Have Accidentally Become the Rightful King of England” by L.C. Schäfer

When it is very cold, breath snakes out of your nostrils like smoke, hanging in the air and then dissipating against the star sprinkled inky blackness. In the dead of winter, we are all dragons. The muddy grass crunched loudly with each step, and Ursula froze, almost literally, ears working overtime, listening for any clues that Mrs Morgan might be awake. Mrs Morgan was the creepy old woman (she steadfast...

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“The Scientist's Daughter” by L.C. Schäfer

Themes included that may be considered sensitive: birth trauma, grave-robbing/body snatching, mild gore.Note: I have taken a minor character from another story I wrote and used her perspective to write this one. While this story was written especially for Reedsy following the prompt, the themes and ideas are echoed in the other story. Thank you for the prompt! It has been really enjoyable to explore the perspective and backstory of a minor character!My father was a scie...

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Author bio

Flexing the ole writing muscle with some short stories. Please leave a comment and let me know what stands out to you (positive or negative!) I am happy to reciprocate. In the wildly unlikely event you're jonesing for more of my stuff, you can find some here: https://vocal.media/authors/l-c-schaefer