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Patrick Borosky

Author on Reedsy Prompts since May, 2021

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The Wagging Tail

Patrick Borosky

Submitted to Contest #249

With a sigh, Charles Abbot placed his now empty cup of coffee on the table. He lowered the rims of his horn-rimmed glasses and pinched his nose as if he was willing his headache away. He could feel the eyes of his two colleagues on him, and with a grimace, he said, “This is the second time today that we have a potential candidate not show up for their interview on time. Does your generation care nothing about punctuality, Cassie?” As Charles Abbot, a man just beginning to gray around his sideburns, sighed and placed his empty coffee cup on ...

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Dancing Colors

Patrick Borosky

Submitted to Contest #134

Unending loneliness. "Okay, honey. I've got to go. Can I get you anything to drink before I leave for the day?" asked my dad even though he knew the answer all too well. Granted, my throat was dry, and it was practically begging for a nice, cold glass of ice water, but I really only wanted one thing from my father. Like him, I knew the answer all too well before I even asked the question -- one that was borderline begging. "Do you have to go? Can't you just stay a little longer?" His warm expression paled and became a pained frown as h...

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The Thief's Guide to Thiefdom

Patrick Borosky

Submitted to Contest #130

Rule #1 from the Thief’s Guide to ThiefdomNever steal more than you need. The world is filled with sycophants who prey upon the weak and the helpless. The thief does not steal to hurt or oppress; a true thief partakes in the art of thievery to make their life slightly better than it once was. ---Niko surveyed the building before her. She had followed the directions precisely and found the secluded place as instructed. She had climbed the Edrea mountains to discover that one of its peaks had collapsed into itself to reveal a hidden basin unkn...

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The Lightning Crashes and the Thunder Calls Out

Patrick Borosky

Submitted to Contest #129

It was there again… It was always there.The weight pressed against his soul as he stood alone in the darkness. He took a deep breath, and lightning shattered the night. Thunder beat out, demanding that the world hear it. The burst of light faded, and the darkness seeped in and pressed against him. It threatened to consume him, but he wouldn’t falter.Blind to everything in the world, he shifted his feet and continued forward. For years, he had roamed this darkness, desperately seeking the faintest remnants of light.His light.His breathing gre...

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The Tea-rex Mug

Patrick Borosky

Submitted to Contest #128

Carl stared into the murky depths of his mug as he sat at the bar. Since he became an adult, he had always been a coffee person. He bought into the stereotype that it was a drink for a strong person. The strong bitter taste and the caffeine surge were precisely what he needed to start a new day. After all, life itself was bitter, and the drink seemed a perfect accompaniment to it. Finally, to this day, hardly anyone on this earth could argue that few things matched the fragrant aroma of a freshly made cup of coffee. Pair that scent with a si...

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Esper for Hire

Patrick Borosky

Shortlisted for Contest #127 ⭐️

The outer rims of her irises were a majestic copper, and their metallic veins turned to a bright yellow as they trailed inward before plunging into the black abysses of her pupils. The eyes bewitched Kara, but she had to focus. To do her job today, she needed to take in everything she could from the photograph while she still had time. Sadly, as she navigated away from the eyes, she couldn’t help but become ensnared by the flames that awaited above: fiery red hair that threatened to lash out and burn anyone who dared to touch it without pe...

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Eldred's Precarious Journey to Find the Sun

Patrick Borosky

Submitted to Contest #92

“Can you hear them, son?” Eldred focused on trying to hear them with all his might. “They’re all around you. They’ve been there your entire life, and they’ll be there after you’re gone. They’ve seen untold ages and the lives that have come before us. They are our guide, and they are our history. All you have to do is close your eyes and listen. You’ll hear them. Trust me.” This time Eldred closed his eyes. He didn’t know how many times he tried to hear their voices, but time after time, he had only received silence in return. And this ti...

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