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Martha Kowalski

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2024

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Charmed

Submitted to Contest #301

The slender, shaking figure sits huddled in a blanket, knees tucked up to his chest, brown hair falling like a curtain into his amber-brown eyes. Eyes that are finally kind of the right color but so what?Mentally and physically drained from the last 48 hours, I slump against the wall. Aiden, Crystal, and I had managed to subdue the monster invading Kye’s body but at the cost of suppressing all his emotions and memories. And I was the one who did this to him; Crystal and Aiden may have done the spell, but I hung the charm around his neck. He ...

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Brown Eyes

Submitted to Contest #296

The ends justify the means, right? I mean, that’s what they say so it’s got to be true, right? So this should make me feel better, right? It’s for the best, right?So why does this still make me want to skin myself?“You know it has to be done,” Crystal says. She tries to sound firm and convinced as she hands me the charmed necklace but her trembling hands and Aiden’s grim expression give it away: they know as well as I do that this is wrong.“Kye would hate this,” I whisper, glancing at the heavy closed door leading downstairs where Kye sits l...

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Until the End of Time

Submitted to Contest #291

It started innocently, like most obsessions tend to. After all, after you’ve lived for centuries already, it’s only a matter of time before you get bored. Caspian became immortal by accident; he didn’t really remember how it happened – I remind you, he has been alive for quite a while. He does remember Archimedes running through the streets shouting “Eureka!” though, if that gives you some context. He remembers being one of the few surviving members of his community after a rat-borne disease swept through the continent. It was around th...

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Antitrust

Submitted to Contest #289

“So, tell me, Ed,” I touch his hand lightly from across the table, “how on Earth did you find the time for this? I expected you at the head of a high-powered round table closing out your latest buy-out, not taking little ole me to lunch.”“Your company is worth more than a seven-million-dollar merger, my dear,” Ed clinks his wineglass against mine and I daintily take a sip to distract myself from rolling my eyes. God, where do these guys get off? If it were me, I’d take the seven mil. Seriously, anybody would take the seven mil. “Ho...

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Checkmate

Submitted to Contest #288

“Here are the rules,” Onyx folds her hands calmly behind her row of black chess pieces lined up on the board separating us.Against the lightning shattering through the cracked window behind her, illuminating her jet black hair and pale features while veiling her in the shadow from the blackout, punctured only by the flickering candlelight on our game table –  she looks absolutely sinister, demonic, wicked. I’m not sure if her appearance unnerves me more or the fact that she looks exactly like me. It’s like staring into a mirror. A ...

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The Garden of Edens

Submitted to Contest #287

“Please come in, Professor Eden,” Dean Taverts gestures for me to sit down in an oversized leather chair across from his imposing mahogany desk. “Shall I make us some tea?”“Eh, sure – thank you,” I adjust my tie and glance at him curiously as he sets to work steeping the tea in an ornate, silver teapot. “I must say, Dean Taverts, I was quite surprised that you invited me here. Please don’t take this the wrong way, but I’ve never heard of your university before.” Though his office is certainly one of the most impressive I’ve ever set foo...

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My Monster, My Ghost, My Love

Submitted to Contest #274

I’ve heard it said, “Monsters are real, and ghosts are real too. They live inside us, and sometimes, they win.”My monster, my ghost, my love – it hurts and haunts and breaks my heart how you manage to be all three to me at the same time. How you manage to be my everything to something to nothing, all before the leaves on our tree change from green to yellow to red – to gone. Gone, I see you but you may as well see through me, whenever you even can meet my eyes anymore without the tears you fight not to show me as if that would make you ...

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From the Field Notes of Henry Rhanalrik

Submitted to Contest #273

**contains excerpts from my “Books of Destinies” duology** for best experience, read with “Rewritten” and “Books of Destinies – Vol. #1.5” [cover: dark green leather Book with scalloped edges]October 6th, 1604: No significant event to report.October 7th, 1604: No significant event to report.October 8th, 1604: Why do I bother keeping this journal? The view of the cosmos sky changes little from night to night that tracking the incremental differences seems trivial. Surely these differences are far from trivial when expanded...

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Every Type of Cabbage

Submitted to Contest #270

“They hate me, don’t they?” The burn of the kimchi jigae still coats my tongue in fire despite the ginseng tea I try to douse it with. I feel a similar burn in my cheeks as Minjun’s parents patter around in the kitchen but the tea doesn’t help much in extinguishing that. My Korean skills are minimal but even I pick up the occasional, “isanghan” – strange. As in, the isanghan blue-eyed, blonde-haired girl their son somehow, inexplicably fell in love with. As in, the isanghan way he lets her call him MJ instead of his full name. As i...

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Rewritten

Submitted to Contest #260

       I can’t sleep tonight. Tossing and turning out of my half-dream, I eventually become aware that Dimitri’s not beside me. I sigh: I told him to try to get some sleep. Then again, I can’t really blame him. Kicking my feet into slippers in the dark, I fumble downstairs. I find him sitting at the kitchen table in the dark: eyes closed, chin propped up in his hands, face buried under flat bangs that drape limply over his cheekbones.            “H...

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Books of Destinies - Vol. #1.5

Submitted to Contest #251

Somewhere in this village is a Library – hidden, out of sight. No one knows where to find it because no one searches for it; no one have ever even heard of it. But in this Secret Library, hundreds of thousands of Books live. Their pages magically pulse with life – a heart beating in the chest of a hardcover – while their words speak volumes to those who wish to listen. Nobody listens; nobody hears them; nobody even knows they exist.Except.A man led his six-year-old son into an office-type building that looked inconspicuous to the rest of the...

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Desperate Remedies

Submitted to Contest #248

Community Hospital – Cardiology Department Diagnostic & Treatment Confidential Conference Room  RE: Case #00411325, Name redacted, Age 20 (DOB redacted)    Diagnosis: CardiomyopathyMedications: ACE inhibitors (prescription details redacted)  Proposed Treatment: Heart transplant from out-of-bounds donorNotes: Patient currently is on list of above medications and extra dosage of Community-issued suppressants. Patient responds well to medication but shows no improvement in heart function. Still a...

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Chances Are...

Submitted to Contest #246

It’s all fun and games until the odds aren’t in your favor. Until you lose track of the count. Until you lose track of your mind.They should ban mathematicians from casinos. Well, they do sometimes – you’ve been kicked out of three casinos in Vegas for counting cards. You didn’t mean it. But how can someone tell a mathematician to stop counting something? It’s like telling a fish not to swim. Especially with an eidetic memory – you, not the fish. Fish have like a three second attention span. And even if they had an eidetic memory, what would...

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Criminal Mindreader

Submitted to Contest #246

“Yes, yes, your next job promotion is coming up, but you have to show your boss you’re up to the challenge,” I say, trying not to let the impatience creep into my voice. “Show that you can take charge on a team project to make big decisions and present yourself with style and confidence.” And it wouldn’t hurt to show up on time too, I think to myself, holding back an eyeroll. Mousy, so-insecure-she-has-to-ask-a-carnival-fortuneteller about her career opportunities and she even shows up late to this appointment – not to be rude...

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Council of the Zodiac Ambassadors

Submitted to Contest #245

Council of the Zodiac Ambassadors             Week of 4/8/2024            Agenda: Horoscope Town Hall with Ambassadors Aria (Ram District), Tori (Bull District), Gev (Twin District), Candace (Crab District), Leon (Lion District), Virginia (Maiden District), Libby (Scales District), Scott (Scorpion District), Satoshi (Archer District), Catherine (Sea-Goat District), Atticus (Water Bearer District), Pierce (Fish District...

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