Pieter Kreyns

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Mar, 2021

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“Death in Triplicate” by Pieter Kreyns

There are many species in the galaxy that defy logic. This is something of an expectation at this point and is hardly worth mentioning in any decent introduction. There are far fewer species that embody logic, most of which are relegated to dimensions consisting entirely of numerical theory. These species are so fine and rigid and inherently correct that they have no business being included in discussions of reality. There is a third type of species that falls somehow in between these two extremes, a species that embraces the sanctity of log...

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“The Story of the Liar and the Berry Bush” by Pieter Kreyns

Submitted to Contest #88

Once upon a time, in a little town in the hills beyond the city, there lived a family. The father was a carpenter and made all the furniture for all the people that lived in the little town. He was well-liked by everybody, and almost every night he was thanked by someone whom he had helped. The mother was a seamstress and made all the dresses for all the women that lived in the little town. She too was well-liked by everybody, and almost every morning she was thanked by someone whom she had helped. The son was a student and made all the trou...

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“A Guac to Remember” by Pieter Kreyns

⭐️ Shortlisted for Contest #87

“So,” Thomas smiled as the waiter left. “Introductions are done, what’s next?” Kasey contemplated her answer. Thomas was a decent-looking guy; early 30s, fashionable hair, clothes that were just this side of pretentious. He hadn’t tried too hard to make her laugh yet but he had energy when he talked. And he had flirted just enough with the waitress to ensure good service but not put a damper on the date. She figured her usual first date line would work. “Well, I guess we should tell each other what we like and don’t like.” The way Thomas’ ...

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“Red Belly” by Pieter Kreyns

Submitted to Contest #86

Branches laced over the two men like the roof of a heathen chapel. In the summer, it had played at being a rainforest canopy and hushed all sounds underneath in a lively sepulchral dark. In the winter, the intricacies of the branches cast the ground below into dismal shades of gray. It was a secluded site, holy in its solitude. It was perfect. A sound crackled above, and one of the two men, shorter with a round face and a sweaty mop of black hair plastered across his forehead, looked up from his labor and stared into the branches above. A r...

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Shortlisted 1 story ⭐️

Contest #87

A Guac to Remember – read story