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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2023
Submitted to Contest #213
Everything I touch turns to ash. Turns to a pile of gray and black and white slipping through my fingers like shifting sand. The aroma biting at my nose. I want to feel the embrace of another human against my skin or even the fur of a dog’s warm coat. But I can’t. I’m cursed. I sit on a rock just outside the nearby village. I watch people go about their day; some are picking corn while others are cooking a stew. No one dares venture in my direction perched atop a solemn lonely rock. They know what I’m capable of. They know the curse I ...
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