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Lucía Nemo

Author on Reedsy Prompts since May, 2021

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Everything was ready for the ritual. I lay between the two river-stones facedown, naked from the waist up. Perhaps, after everything the dragons had put me through, I should have been above feeling timid over something as mundane as being shirtless, but that was not quite the case. It has been a year since I last saw another human being. And now I am surrounded by them. Them. So much happened in Jiaoera, but before returning to the foot of the mountain, I never once questioned my own humanity. Now, with my face underwater and two different ...

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Foolish Words

Lucía Nemo

Submitted to Contest #99

The sun was setting; torches were lit. The king's family had been the first to go: his queen, silent and strong, marched herself up to the guillotine and held her children's hands as they died, one after another. Then she was killed herself. King Scipio was perched up beside the traitor, Rhodon, and forced to watch. The rest of his court went after. Scipio was surprised to find that many of them had blankness on their faces, the same blankness he felt in his soul after a month under siege. He was through. His reign was through, and he had n...

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Shoemaker

Lucía Nemo

Submitted to Contest #96

“Blast.” She cursed. The dirt road scratched the shoemaker’s bare feet as she ran, but she didn’t care. She had bigger problems. “Blast. Blast. Blast.” Her pack, full to bursting with tools, with leather and thread and cloth and even wooden heels, made a wretchedly distinctive sound as they slammed against her back. The shoemaker adjusted her glasses on her sweaty nose and gulped for air. Perhaps she should have taken the cart rides she was offered many times along the road. Unfortunately, carts and carriages were rather unfit for plunging ...

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Draco Vigilans

Lucía Nemo

Submitted to Contest #95

“Touch the dragon.” They chanted. “Touch the dragon. Touch the dragon. Touch the dragon.”I crouched behind a rock in the musty old cave, buffeted by the howling wind on the outside and the scalding dampness of the dragon’s lair on the inside. I was definitely getting a cold after this; I’d just climbed up to the tallest peak of this awful mountain, and my every muscle ached. Behind me, the gaggle of ghosts continued chanting and being useless, same as they had done the entire way up.To be honest, I was sick of their dreck.“Touch the dragon, ...

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