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Philia S

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Nov, 2020

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Happy Homecoming

Often, as a six year old, your mother would catch you standing on a plastic chair you somehow managed to drag all the way to the kitchen. You’d be jumping like a monkey for that tantalising jar of cookies. More horrifyingly, your mask would be lying on the floor, abandoned, for you deemed it a hindrance in your quest to reach the treasure; the cookie jar. Running being an important component of the quest, required a lot of heavy breathing from your part. Consequently, your mask was often tossed over your shoulder, possibly never to be found ...

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The Interview(Ft. Wolf Warrior)

Hey! This is a collab with Wolf Warrior, she wrote Wolfeita's pov, and I wrote Phila's pov. Enjoy!***Queen Phila’s POVI have always hated the press. And they have a rather appropriate name, I must say. They press us a lot. If I were the Queen, my first law would be to ban them. Well, I am the Queen. But it doesn’t matter, it is equivalent to the story of the mouse who crept into the rabbit’s hole and said he was a dragon. That was how being a Queen was, being the mouse in the rabbit hole. But I couldn’t do anything about it. I am a ‘Que...

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"Sister"

Submitted to Contest #101

A/N: Dedicated to Warrior Wolf. She inspired me to write this. And well, it is kind of based on her.The sun rose in the vibrant sky and the trees stood tall. They waved their dewed leaves, as if stretching after a long night. It was a chilly morning, with wind blowing around. But the wolf liked it just like that. When the morning was cold and quiet. Almost lonely. Just like her.She loped along the fallen branches and dead leaves, her fur ruffling in the wind. She moved on with a sense of urgency. She almost wanted to turn back and head to th...

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Thost Loughts Part 2: Glass Box, Abstract Art and Riddles(Ft. Sia)

Author’s Note: Hey! This story is a collaboration of Sia and Phila. Sia wrote 'Irene' and Phila wrote 'Stella'. Link to her profile: https://blog.reedsy.com/creative-writing-prompts/author/3943b1/Irene’s POV: "What in the world?" I murmur, staring at the wall."Not world, this is not a world, hmph." It retorts in a surprisingly high-pitched voice, not what you'd expect from a grey wall."What do you mean?" My sister asks."To continue beyond me, you have to pass a test and no I don't speak in rhyme, it's cliche,” it continued, “You bo...

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Thost Loughts(Ft. Sia)

Author’s Note: Hey! This story is a collaboration of Sia and Phila. Sia wrote 'Irene' and Phila wrote 'Stella'. Link to her profile: https://blog.reedsy.com/creative-writing-prompts/author/3943b1/Thanks for reading! ***Stella’s POV:I remember, I vowed, long time back, that if we ever find ourselves in a proper house again. I would forever be indebted to that person. Now I regret that I did. 'Cause now I’m stuck with a spoilt and pretty girl whose life consists of makeup and high heels. Of course, I didn’t say anything about be...

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Marmee

Submitted to Contest #93

“Like a bird, she wakes up,Early in the morn,When the Sun reaches with it rays,To caress her gentle face.She never grumbles,She never complains,Of how her back aches and pains,She finds her way in people’s hearts,Like, water making its way through cracks and crevices.In the rocksShe will help you when you’re sad,And celebrate when you’re happy,She will be there when you need her.You might have guessed who she is,Cause there is only one,Like her in the whole world.She is her and,Her is she,Just kidding, she’s Marmee!!” Jane bowed, and thanked...

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Don't Look Back

Submitted to Contest #89

Snow, the coldly white surface, the soft white blanket, which hid the jagged rocks below. Like a deadly beauty, the iron fist in a velvet glove.I shivered involuntarily, as I looked at the seemingly innocent falling snowflakes, covering the vicious terrain like a dense fog, making those jagged rocks look like a plain.I let out a sigh, another lonely Christmas. Why? oh why did it have to snow today?I knew better than to step out, one wrong step and goodbye sweet world.I looked at my empty cup, with a few sugar crystals at the bottom.Sighing, ...

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The Savior

Submitted to Contest #86

"Tell us a story, baba," the children asked, hungry for another tale woven to lull them to sleep"The one with the rose and the beast.""No, it is too girly, tell us a story about the pirates."Their grandpa smiled benevolently over them, his smile reached his eyes, lighting his dim grey eyes, he said,"Fine, I'll tell you a story, but it is a real one, of the times when we could talk to the plants and animals, the gods and the spirits.""Pfft! it is impossible." said the elder ones, turning their noses up and looking scornfully at young ones, wh...

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Dear Diary

Submitted to Contest #84

Dear Diary,As you might have deciphered from my depressing rants, the lockdown has been going for a long time. My friend's circle group decided to hold a group call, to reminiscence those days, when we could actually meet each other. Somehow, the topic had shifted to birthdays and stuff.Rianna had asked me, about my birth date. She's new to our group, so I let the fact pass that she didn't remember my birthday and answered the usual. She was like, 'ooooh, it's coming soon, you must be excited.'Yes, sure, excited to spend my birthday alone.Bu...

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