Patrick Huber

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Oct, 2024

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“The Last Transmission of Archibald Tell ” by Patrick Huber

Submitted to Contest #279

The following transmission was recovered from the ULYSSES Starship. The first of its class starship capable of reaching farther reaches in space, equipped with ion engines, self sustaining life support system and hibernation chambers able to keep an individual in stasis over long voyages. In the event of a mission critical emergency, the Captain will be woken from stasis to triage the problem. Captains Log…This is Captain Archibald Tell of the starship Ulysses, commissioned by the New World Exploration Alliance. Our mission st...

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“Do Birds Know They Can Fly?” by Patrick Huber

Submitted to Contest #279

Walking down the street nowadays, two years into whatever we want to call this new era of humanity, we are constantly reminded to live in fear. Fear that a loved one may get sick, get you sick, or you get them sick. They say once infected you can’t help yourself, and your animal instincts take over, quite literally. The posters tell us to “Stay Safe, Get Checked Often”. You can be clear of symptoms for close to 3 days before anything noticeable pops up. Of course people will try and keep those hidden as long as they can.&...

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“A Wicked Whisper in the Wood” by Patrick Huber

Submitted to Contest #277

Once long ago, in a time since forgotten, in a land since lost, lived a King and Queen who wanted desperately for a child. After much loss and tragedy, a son was born. The Kingdom rejoiced and was in much celebration. “Behold the Prince!” Shouted the King with much happiness and proud delight.“In one week’s time, “The King proclaimed, “We shall have a feast for the whole Kingdom, a grand time will be had by all in celebration of the Prince’s birth.” News of the feast spread far across the kingdom to every man, woman, chil...

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“The Place Between Certainty and Doubt” by Patrick Huber

Submitted to Contest #274

The air wasn’t warm but not cold either. It blew in blusters. One second stillness, the next a mighty blow, sending dried leaves into a whirlwind of browns, yellows, oranges, and reds. The wind this time of year left those curious as to the day, early winter or unrelenting summer would bring. Chilly or warm the air leaves a trail of nutmeg and cinnamon in its wake. October brings many things, but most of all it brings change.The reporters collecting outside the gates of the LaMonte Mansion had been waiting there since noo...

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“Now Serving…Harvey!” by Patrick Huber

Submitted to Contest #273

“Quad Oat Latte with Cinnamon?” A young female, barista announces. She looks around the crowded coffee shop for anyone to react. Within a minute a middle aged man in a well-tailored suit steps up and grabs the drink. “I’m the quad” he says as he takes the drink and in return gives a wink and suggestive grin. Not only has he done this before, but this is the start of his routine. He visits this coffee shop in particular not because of the quality espresso drinks but for the young, attractive baristas. His regular...

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“A Walk Amongst Monsters” by Patrick Huber

Submitted to Contest #272

The festival of Samhain, celebrated the end of summer as well as the ascendence of deceased loved ones to the afterlife. Celebrants would dress as animals or monstrous creatures to scare off evil spirits. 2000 years later, we mark the occasion every October 31, now called Halloween, by dressing in costumes and begging for candy. Whichever version of the holiday suits you the best is up to you, but I love it all the same. My name is Albert Lambert. I was born in the small village of Nurembeck in what is now Belgium, in the year...

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“Vacant Memories” by Patrick Huber

Submitted to Contest #271

Alvin Isaacs, 32, lies in a hospital bed. The bed sits in a sparsely furnished room outfitted for patients recovering from surgery. Two windows along the eastern most wall and an assortment of beeping and booping machines all attached to Alvin in some manner adjacent to the singular bed in the room. The same bed Alvin has been confined to for the last 8 weeks. A deteriorating cancer has put his body into a coma, but now that is about to end. “Doctor I think he’s waking up”A voice, a woman’s voice. He can hear it but can’t...

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