Lins E

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Aug, 2021

Stories (4)

4 Stories

122 karma pts

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“The Spring of the First Roo” by Lins E

Submitted to Contest #114

The slip of the door is the signal, that's when she opens her eyes. The others have been up for a while now so it's not like she hasn't been awake, she just hasn't indicated so. No movement, no looking about. As still as if she was sleeping through it all. Not until she hears the others rustle through the door does she blink and look around. She'll be the last one out, like always, no need to rush into the day. Lucy jumps down from her roost, the corner topmost spot, and stops by the waterer for a drink. She stretches her wings back a...

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“The Strongest Memory” by Lins E

Submitted to Contest #111

The gladiolus blooms were the softest colours imaginable. Pinks and peaches. The brightness of the sunflowers provided a contrast that made Alma pause her breath and she stood a moment to admire the bouquet. Candice really had a knack for arranging. Alma only hoped she could match it. As she started carefully moving the buckets of fresh cut flowers into the small cooler, Candice came in through the back door. "Oh wow, Joe has been here already?" She asked, bending down to sniff the sprays of lavender. "Mmmm. Best part of the day." "Yea...

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“Second Floor Apartment” by Lins E

Submitted to Contest #108

The couch had stayed. The last tenant had told Angie's friend Marta that he would not be moving it. Angie was fine with this. Sight unseen, she signed a six month lease. The couch had no legs and was very low to the ground. If Angie sat on it like a chair, her knees came up level with her tits. But she rarely sat on it. She laid down on it. Or stretched her legs out across it. She used its entire space. *** The bed sat on the floor too. It was one of the few things that they'd purchased together and therefore had to n...

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“Grama and the Wolf” by Lins E

⭐️ Shortlisted for Contest #107

Grama peered out between the closet doors, slightly ajar. She did her best to keep her breathing quiet and even despite the giggles that bubbled up in her every time she glimpsed the Wolf through the narrow opening. He'd pulled the flowered quilt up over his snout and was still wearing her lacy bonnet. He kept his head low, only peering out the tiniest bit.He looked ridiculous and sounded silly too, as he tried to keep Grama's youngest grandchild from coming any closer to him. "Not today, sweet girl," the Wolf imitated. "...

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Author bio

Just trying to keep my wits about me. And possibly amuse myself from time to time.

Shortlisted 1 story ⭐️

Contest #107

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