L. T. Pitkin

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Aug, 2020

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10 Stories

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“The Five Petalled Flower” by L. T. Pitkin

Submitted to Contest #152

My name is Terratei. It means miracle, a rare word nowadays. The Averdi scoff at miracles. We’ve replaced faith with reason, choosing to find causes for everything. My life could never be explained, however. My parents had always wanted a child, but a doctor told my mother it was impossible. She would never have children, he said, and she needed to accept this reality. I was born less than a year later, and quickly became a study across the medical field, along with my mother. I was poked and prodded so much as a child that I suppose I devel...

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“Buster” by L. T. Pitkin

Submitted to Contest #151

“I’m not really surprised that you murdered him.” Tess looked at me over the decapitated gummy bear, then shrugged. “It’s the traditional way to eat them. Here, come look at this spell I’ve found.” “Can I have a gummy bear?” I asked. Tess’s face scrunched with disgust. “Of course not. They’re my gummy bears. I saved them. What did you do with yours?” “I ate mine whole, the humane way,” I responded, but pulled the book closer to see. I whistled softly, a bit impressed but also not entirely. This had Tess written all over it. “You want t...

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“The Durlap Place” by L. T. Pitkin

Submitted to Contest #102

I think most people recall odd rumors from when they were kids, but the Durlap place takes the cake. It had all the makings of a haunted house. Realtors couldn’t sell it. It’d been empty for as long as anyone knew. The windows were all boarded up and you could hear doors slamming shut if you walked by. My parents told me that last rumor was probably the wind moving doors, but when I was twelve, that didn’t seem very likely. My friends agreed. The Durlap place was haunted, and so of course, we wanted to get inside. I remember it was summe...

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“Small Dark Flowers” by L. T. Pitkin

Submitted to Contest #98

Addi knew she was dreaming. It wasn’t the quality of what she was seeing, or even a disconnect. She felt quite solidly in her own room, staring into her mirror and arranging her hair. Up, with a circling braid and small dark flowers in the cross sections. But there was a sense — one she felt more often then she maybe liked — that this was a fabrication. So she ruled two things quickly and soundly. First, if it were a dream, she didn’t believe she could be hurt. For a time she had no need of fear. The second was that there was somethin...

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“When It Rains” by L. T. Pitkin

Submitted to Contest #95

Nasrin was old enough to understand what was being discussed, even though she was in the other room with the old lamp to read by and not supposed to hear the conversation. The man had come to investigate, and after talking with her parents, confirmed what she already knew: Nasrin could use magic. This was highly valuable, and the man offered a large sum of money to take her away. He said he would take Nasrin to a school where she would learn more about her art, but Nasrin didn’t believe him. She’d already heard rumors on the street of how ...

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“The Doorway” by L. T. Pitkin

Submitted to Contest #94

I am going to find the treasure. I know there’s a treasure. Luke questioned me but I’m certain about it. What I found were all the clues, like a scavenger hunt, and I just have to put the whole thing together. We moved into this house a month ago. At first, I didn’t want anything to do with the move. But I was going through boxes to unpack my toys and I dropped a bouncy ball onto the floor. It echoed in a way I didn’t expect, so I investigated. Behind a floorboard I found an envelope with letters and a photo. It was just like my birthday...

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“A Closer Look” by L. T. Pitkin

Submitted to Contest #93

When Keida had commissioned the clothes, the tailor had laughed. Something lightweight? What would she use it for? But Keida insisted, and she was glad she had. The land of the giants was a lot warmer than home. And here she was about to just walk into the liveliest giant town she’d ever found. Keida realized the stupidity of what she was doing, but her research wasn’t going any farther by studying from afar. She had to see them up close, and the only way to do that would be to… well, get up close. Her robes were thin for Averdine make, ...

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“Shadows from the Past” by L. T. Pitkin

Submitted to Contest #92

   It was dark inside the cave, out of the bright white of the mountain storm. A light flickered and settled, helping Magge to catch her breathing. She followed the sudden lamplight ahead as Deora twisted around rock protrusions.    "Lucky you spotted that opening," Deora whispered. "Plenty of people freeze to death caught in these storms." The storms used to be the least of their fears; before the war ended, the territory had been Averdi land. The mountain passes were treacherous on their own: l...

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“Twenty Years and Half a Day from Now” by L. T. Pitkin

Submitted to Contest #62

All the stars were out, as they were every night, and day. The stars of Jupiter’s spring were familiar and comforting. At least the stars wouldn’t change. Twenty years from now, when she was planned to wake, the stars would remain. Even on Io, she wouldn’t view a drastically different view from Europa. Would she? Fatima had never been to Io. The fighting had begun six years before, when she was only thirteen and just arranging for her debut into society. She’d never left her moon, then, and only rarely had now. Too much of a risk, the only...

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“Squirm” by L. T. Pitkin

Submitted to Contest #61

I could be drinking punch, I think to myself. And I almost want to. It wouldn’t be as sweet as it had been, because now I suspect they would invite us to drink alcohol. A way to ease the tensions and loosen tongues. But I have a flask of whiskey now that serves me better. I’ve put the parking break on — something I normally refuse out of principle, to irritate my boyfriend — but it seemed appropriate up in our own school’s version of look-out point. I like irritating him, although he was the one who forced me out of the house because he said...

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I enjoy writing Fantasy/Sci Fi the most, but I like delving into other genres to strengthen my skills.