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Rimi Ray

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Oct, 2020

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The Empress

Submitted to Contest #63

“The carriage is ready, your Highness.”“Thank you, Mila,” Vanessa responded. “Can you fetch the princess for me, please?”“Yes, your Highness.” Mila started to scurry off, but the Empress caught her gently by the shoulder.“Vanessa. As I’ve told you countless times, you may call me Vanessa.”“Yes, your…” Her eyes widened at her mistake. She was practically shaking. “Apologies, your… Empress Vanessa.”She scampered away like her life depended on it. Vanessa heaved a long sigh.Minutes later, her step-daughter walked into the room, her baby pink dr...

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Waning Crescent

Submitted to Contest #63

By the time I stepped outside, the leaves were on fire. I’d been up in my unlit room, lighting matches and throwing them out of my second-story window. When I would strike a match, the flame burned red-hot against my face, but I didn’t turn away from it. I stared it straight in the eye as it darted around in the breeze and lit up my room for a brief second. And as it fell, it would sway with the wind until it became too much and the light flickered out. And it would fall to the ground. Another disappointment. The movement was almost mechanic...

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Winter's Eve

Submitted to Contest #63

A strong, spicy-sweet scent filled the air as she handed me the cup.“I’m thinking of calling the line, ‘Sugar, Spice, and Everything Nice.’” She waved her arms theatrically as she dropped the name.I wrinkled my nose at her. “I hate to break it to you, but I don’t think you’re the first one to come up with that,” I said.Her beam fell into a scowl. “Just drink it.”I brought the cup to my lips. This was the second drink Nessa was making me try. The last one was almost purely cinnamon, or at least it tasted that way. I couldn’t fathom how anyone...

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