Sarah Gallego

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jul, 2020

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“The Secret Keepers Daughter” by Sarah Gallego

Submitted to Contest #75

 Etain cursed the full moon that night. The way it picked up the dust encrusted moths nestled within the oaks. How it illuminated the light blue veins threaded across the back of her hands. There should be no way of hiding secrets on a night such as this, she thought, as she slid the clods of damp soil back over the hole she had scraped from the ground with her bitter cold fingers. Her breath swirled before her in great plumes of icy blue smoke, as though she had the power to exhale a wisp and not air. The tears had flow...

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“The second wife of Rafael” by Sarah Gallego

Submitted to Contest #70

 Rafael watched as Maya rose from the ruffled bedsheets, walking barefoot across the room in the murky morning light. He sat up and rested his chin upon his knees, delighting in the way her dark hair spilled over her bare back, the way her skin glowed like burnished copper. She turned to glance at him over her shoulder, a shy smile upon her rosy lips as she grabbed a shawl and wrapped it around her. “Morning, my beautiful little Senora,” he said, pushing his ebony hair from his deep brown eyes. Maya smiled bac...

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“Efa and the moonbeam girl” by Sarah Gallego

Submitted to Contest #65

 The starlight was reflected in the wide brown eyes of Efa. They darted left, right, to the canopies of the naked trees and scoured the clouds above her. She peered deep into the dark shadows nestled within the hollows of the gnarled oak. Her nose twitched, harnessing the myriad of scents that danced in the fading light. Where was he? Her instinct was to prick up her ears, to work out where he might be, but she knew there was the chance they would betray her. Her senses were overwhelmed with the incessant pounding of her ...

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“The bet” by Sarah Gallego

Submitted to Contest #64

It was the creaking of the ancient floorboards that caused my breathing to falter. Panic, like an icy nail spread down the contours of my spine. Fearing the worst, I cracked open one eye. The weak morning light broke through the yellow curtains casting the room in a sickly glow. Was there someone there? Something?I lifted my head from the pillow and scanned the room. My eyes stopped on a shadow by the wardrobe. My breath haltered as I peered at it. Could something be hiding there? Watching me? Relief flooded through my vei...

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Author bio

I love to imagine I'm a writer, staring wistfully at my laptop screen, sitting in my non existent conservatory in the rain. In reality, I'm a Mum of 4 and a school teacher with an insane Cocker Spaniel. But, it's nice to dream, isn't it?