Sarah Ben Sabat

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Dec, 2020

Stories (6)

6 Stories

126 karma pts

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“In The Beginning, There Was Only Darkness” by Sarah Ben Sabat

Submitted to Contest #92

In the beginning, there was only darkness. I floated through dark waters, dreaming, blissfully unaware of myself, unbothered by hunger, conflict or pain. The first thing I became aware of was a pulsing. Strange vibrations seemed to come from everywhere around me. I became more concentrated, solid. My body now had borders, and beat with a specific rhythm that needed to be maintained...always. Lest I die. T...

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“ Leaf Song” by Sarah Ben Sabat

Submitted to Contest #90

The wind caresses me on this summer night, and my extremities clap in response to its stimulating touch. We have been playing this game for a long time. What a tease it is, but I can’t help but dance anyway, sometimes with my whole being...or at least the part of me that lives above the ground. My friends, the other trees, dance, as well, and together we sing with our leaves, in time with the gusts and flows of whicheve...

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“Holly” by Sarah Ben Sabat

Submitted to Contest #88

Ever since Holly could remember, something had seemed off to her about the world. It was somehow too sharp and bright, while simultaneously, it was dull and colourless. She couldn’t put her finger on what was missing, on what was wrong, but the feeling never really went away, though it did abate somewhat when she walked outside in the wood or in the fields alone, left to her own devices. During those brief spells of tim...

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“Laverna” by Sarah Ben Sabat

Submitted to Contest #87

Laverna, ‘goddess of thieves’...that’s what they call me...the few who still know my name, that is. I’ve mostly been forgotten, like many of the old gods. Few are those who pour out a libation of boozy goodness with their left hand in my honour, nowadays. Instead I’m forced to steal my own beverages. I’ve come to develop a real fondness for whiskey, something that wasn’t around back in my day. My people, the ones who inhabit the criminal underworld, also seem to have a penchant for it. The sweet, strong, spiced wine mixed with water that ...

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“Blue Waves” by Sarah Ben Sabat

Submitted to Contest #85

That’s the thing about this city...its magic lies in its history and in the diversity of its people but its history is filled with inconvenient truths and its diversity is considered to be too colourful and cacophonic to most of those who surround its shores. It is a beautiful island city, but it is a lonely island city...it is a city without a friend in the world. It fights to survive, as it has for almost four c...

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“Surfacing” by Sarah Ben Sabat

Submitted to Contest #83

Amberella woke reluctantly, the bright dream fragments leaving her slowly but surely, though she fought to hold onto them- fought to recall the dream which had seemed so real, and had been filled to bursting with an emotion she’d never experienced before and couldn’t name. As the dream left her completely, a dull ache, filled with longing, replaced it. Opening her eyes languidly, she sat up and peered a...

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Author bio

Sarah is an aspiring writer who lives in Montreal with her cat, Pandora. In the past she has mostly written essays for her English lit classes, blog posts, and poetry which she hid desperately from the world. She has spent most of her adult life working in restaurants and bars and has met many colourful people while doing so. I would love to get some feedback on my stories, so if you have a comment and/or want to trade feedback, I'm in!