Michael Blight

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2021

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“The Realm of Redemption.” by Michael Blight

Submitted to Contest #277

In the heart of a dense, ancient forest lived a peculiar wolf named Lupin. Unlike other wolves, Lupin had a fondness for human culture and an odd fascination with the lives and habits of those who lived in the nearby villages. His curious nature often led him to explore human abodes, not with malice intent, but with a strange, almost innocent desire to understand and experience their way of life.One crisp Autumn morning, Lupin's sharp nose picked up the scent of freshly baked bread wafting from a quaint little cottage nestled at the edge of ...

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“Hope” by Michael Blight

Submitted to Contest #222

In a world marred by the scars of an apocalyptic catastrophe, where remnants of humanity struggled to survive amidst the ruins, a young girl named Eliza struggled to survive. Eliza was a resilient 17-year-old with auburn hair and dazzling blue eyes who had seen the darkest depths of human nature which left a bitter taste in her mouth. This resigned her to a life of solitary existence, convinced that people and trust was not a luxury she could afford to have.Her long, tangled hair and dirt-streaked face were evidence of the challenges she had...

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“The two men” by Michael Blight

Submitted to Contest #210

The metal bulkhead shrieked as it slowly opened. Light beamed into the room from a rifle mounted flashlight, illuminating the cold storeroom. The light beam quickly scanned the walls with purpose, flicking between top to bottom. Once cleared, two men entered the room, both armed to the teeth like they were about to start a coup. Each man took to their side of the room and stood, patiently listening, periodically tracking any unusual noise. The howl of the freezing Antarctic wind blew a gale outside the walls of the frozen base. Creaks and mo...

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“The hatch.” by Michael Blight

Submitted to Contest #175

“Jeez. What a dump.” Henry said to himself as he pushed his way through the rusty wrought iron gate. All around him, nature had tried her best to reclaim the abandoned property. Overgrown grass had covered almost all of the front yard, with the dead remains of bushes scattered around the tall hedge fence line. Ivy had been left to grow uncontrollably up and down the 2 story Victorian style house, while sections of roof tiles were missing, exposing the frame underneath to the elements causing unknown structural damage to the house. The relic ...

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