Milo Rose

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Sep, 2024

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“Over and Over” by Milo Rose

TW: DeathLoop: 23 Around her, fireballs collided with the ground. Thunder from the fighting magic users struck buildings. Houses burned to the ground, or were dissolved with acid. Elizabeth’s tears dropped harder than rain. Her wails were a whisper against the anxiety around her, yet powerful enough to her that it made her head spin. In her hands were the shattered remains of a necklace. Drenched in blood, the silver button was broken to pieces, and the gem in the shape of a butterfly on it was gone, lost when she was dragged away from the b...

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“Rose Glasses, Lime Light” by Milo Rose

It was the day before her 3rd-grade play, and Eliza was sitting down at the table with her mother and father. Eliza had only entered into the tryouts because her friends did, and now she had to play the lead role. The dinner was silent. The only sounds were her fork against her plate, her father writing something down as he wrote in his fancy suit and leather shoes, and her mother scrolling on social media. The tension was finally broken when her mother spoke. “Eliza, you’re going to be in that play tomorrow, right? The lead role?” She asked...

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“Time and Time Again” by Milo Rose

Circitain was a beautiful town that built itself from its contrasts. Its wondrous atmosphere married with its previous status. People made light of their dark as they used the rejected items from the streets to create wondrous art pieces. The children of the time ran carefree with their friends and their worried parents told them to be home before seven and to not leave their sights. Couples holding hands in the streets shied away from the shadows for fear of something lurking in them. May was a 30-year-old mage. She had a vine-like design o...

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“Manage the Dam” by Milo Rose

Submitted to Contest #267

Rain pelted the concrete sidewalks and asphalt roads. Stop lights flicked to green, causing people to lay on their horns in the few minutes the car in front takes to get going. There was standing water in the road, but not enough to be too dangerous. Roads are backed up with traffic caused by a crash further down the road. People run with their umbrellas over their heads, shielding them from the drops that threaten them more than they already are. Facing a busy intersection, a block of apartments stuffed next to each other sat. A consistent ...

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