Sara Blanch

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jun, 2020

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“What a time to be alive” by Sara Blanch

I hated my job, I hated my abilities yet most of all I hated the people that exploited my heritage. Yes, I was one of the last living members of the Tridont tribe with enough pure DNA to have the ability that my ancestors were so famous for...we could not lie, we could not deceive, even if it was for the best. Over the last 5000 years or so , the original founding Elvish Tribes had become diluted and mixed as Elve...

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“Soon to be” by Sara Blanch

The old 80/20 rule applied to basically all aspects of my life, especially when it came to work matters. Unfortuntely, due to the nature of my work, it meant that the public and private sectors of my life often blurred together and thus I was left spending 80% of my life preparing and 20% of my time actually doing anything. As the heir to the Fae's throne, every move I made was watched...every statement I was made...

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“Translating the Mirrors” by Sara Blanch

Being 6 years younger than my twin sister's certainly had it's perks. Sure I was too young to be included in their secrets and plans...they simply saw me as their childish, naive and probably annoying sibling that knew nothing about the nature of the world. Little did they know that whilst 6 years was too big of a gap to be 'buddies' with them...it was small enough that I could relate to, or at understand the basics of w...

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“Faded Scars” by Sara Blanch

I know my appearence makes people uncomfortable...my existence is unsettling for people. They stare at me with thousands of questions brimming in their eyes, yet the truth is...the truth is I have just as many questions as they do.  Everyone is constantly questioning who they are as a person. We question our motives and our responsibilities. We question whether we have made the right choices and whether we know wh...

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“Behind the Scenes” by Sara Blanch

Promising my sister to be a loyal part of her court definitely wasn't how I expected to be celebrating the new year....especially with my parents seated on either side of her glimmering throne beaming with pride. It wasn't unusual for fed up royals to hand over the keys to the kingdom as soon as their heir became of age. In this case, my normally easy going and caring parents had finally reached the end of their tether w...

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“Reincarnation” by Sara Blanch

The geniune unknown and mystery of the events that occur after Death was such a momentous question in a human's soul that often the first thing that they asked me was ' Am I in heaven or hell?'  I never know how to respond to this, I mean should I be insulted that they think my smiling face greeting them belonged in hell?...or should I be grateful that they believed I could be heaven's representative? How...

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“Becoming Myself” by Sara Blanch

The Elvish weren't a cruel people...but they certainly weren't the most heartwarming race. As soon as we reached 10 years of age, we were locked into a magically barriered property for a year as we grew into our abilities and developed out powers. Basically, in the year that an Elf matures...from 10 years of age to 11 years of age that said elf was locked away in a 5 acre property by themselves for a year. It soun...

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“Broken Wings” by Sara Blanch

I have been out of the hospital 6 months now...6 months to the day tomorrow. After 4 months of rehabilitation and 2 months of specific physical therapy I should have been able to fly again roughly a month ago. I could tell my mother's patience was running thin, my doctors patience was running thin...heck even my patience was fading.  I had been told time and time again that jumping off the waterfall to save my bro...

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“Home for the Holidays” by Sara Blanch

Both Mum and Trish, my mentor at the Sydney Esoteric Science Centre estimated that it would take me 10 days to get home...they thought it would take 10 days for me to get back to Fae in time for the holidays, in time for the summer solstace.  After a long year of discreetly studying humans and influencing the gradual shaping of their society, I was exhausted. Being a Fae representative in the mortal world was a ch...

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“Witch's Familiar” by Sara Blanch

Brilliant sapphire eyes met my own curious brown ones as I stared at the creature currently sitting on the wooden perch in the bird cage my academy mentor had dropped off earlier that day, along with the Eagle itself. The bird in question tossed it's dark head, the midnight colouring of it's feather glimmering iradescently in the sporadic glow of passing cars headlights. With a wave of my hand and a silent mental command...

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“Backstage fame” by Sara Blanch

To be completely honest, one of the reasons I had gotten into drums in the first place was the fact that I was behind the scenes...I could still be apart of the music industry yet I could hide behind the safety of my kit. Growing up, I had used my instrument not only as a way to express myself through music but also as a physical and emotional barrier against the overwhelming nature of the world. As a introvert, this was...

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“Strained Hamstring” by Sara Blanch

One of the worst things about my job was trying to find rhythm in terrible songs with a basic , repititive pop beat and meaningless lyrics. Whilst I got myself through the Australian university of the performing arts, I worked as a backup dancer through the holiday months to make ends meet. This role was arranged through my uni which meant that I had little to no say in the jobs I took...which was why I was spending yet ...

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“Scottish Manors” by Sara Blanch

Heading to Scotland definetly wasn't on her bucket list, not for this introverted bookworm who had spent most of her life reading about travelling and adventures from behind the safety of her books familiar paper pages. She had no desire to go out into the world, she made her money writing articles and short novels all from the confines of her cosy hundred year old townhouse in downtown Sydney. With strong wifi, being wi...

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“Speeches” by Sara Blanch

My roomate was a prick...and that was that, that's how this story begins. Before I truly start this speech I would just like to apologise to anyone this might offend including my brother and of course Cedric...the said roomate. Dear Cedric, I am sorry that you are such a prick...I am also sorry that you are going to be stuck with me for practically forever thanks to our ridiculous life spans.  I'd like to...

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“AIM” by Sara Blanch

Providing the backing accompiament for talented musicians was a decent way to make a living, even if it was depressing at times. It was always the rich kids in the Sydney region that hired me, the wealthy kids whose parents could afford the best quality instruments and the years of lessons. Of course, they were hardworking and often deserved their places in the fancy institutions and universities of the performing arts. ...

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