Sav Lightwood

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jul, 2022

Stories (13)

13 Stories

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“Soup for Aliens” by Sav Lightwood

Leader’s posture stiffened as he assessed the situation. “The rendezvous point… It’s miles away.” Magician reported, fiddling with the navigator. Low on energy. Middling fuel. There was no way they could take on the throng on government agents at their tail without tapping into their more forbidden weapons. As if sensing the hesitation, Berserker brandished his array of pa...

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“Tomorrow and Tomorrow” by Sav Lightwood

Outside, the inky cloak of nightfall. A starless night cradled a city of muted steel, bathed in the glow of sterile streetlights and the whirr of infrequent cars. Inside, however, was a different realm entirely. Like the peak of dawn, the tavern was ardent with activity, alive with hearty cheer and the glow of warm firelight. Ale and lager flowed vivaciously on tap, the odd scent of scrumptious pub food and excited patro...

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“Smoke Filled Room” by Sav Lightwood

[CW: Bullying] Pink clouds. Blue mist. Indigo haze, popping like a potion. Bisexual lighting, Connor chuckled to himself, before pursing his lips back into an unimpressed line. Trinity Hall had come alive this fall, embracing the festive tragedy it was destined to be. Its brimstone walls which oft absorbed light was no match for the season’s colours - fluoresce...

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“Steeplechase Park” by Sav Lightwood

Summer. 1914. By blurred lines and bokeh lights, a man and woman danced upon the brick-tiled lanes of Steeplechase Park as if they owned the place. After-hours chatter. Faint carnival music. Sweet nothings whispered from lip to ear. He, the pinnacle of white excellence. A Harvard senior with impeccable grades, stunning looks, and an affinity for horse-racing and skirt-chasing. She, the first of her kind...

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“Flow” by Sav Lightwood

A saturated grassy hillside against a soup of blue and white. Toru replaced his computer five years ago but hadn’t bothered to change it off its default wallpaper. He didn’t do very much with it anyway. Facebook. Reddit. Instagram. He was a frog dipped in daze, leaping back and forth with no destination. Travel blogs for countries he had no interest in visiting. Cooking channels with in...

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“Whiskers in the Wind” by Sav Lightwood

It had been three days since Ojisan passed. Legs curled, proper and quiet against the shuttered rooftops. Sora couldn’t bring himself to leave. If he sat still enough, the morning breeze, the first waft of spring and blossom, reminded him of Ojisan’s warm breath against his whiskers. He had been there all night, curled carefully within the man’s arms as he swayed against his rocking chair. For the first...

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“Molecular Gastronomy” by Sav Lightwood

Firm and practiced, he gripped her waist as he would a kitchen knife, which precision and care and intimate familiarity. He smelt, tasted, as any culinary scientist would to a dish before serving. She, of petals and fragrance, He, of iron and musk. “I apologise in advance for my… callousness,” he declared with a parting whisper, hands tracing bone and skin. “I can take it.”

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“Running Man” by Sav Lightwood

Sports jerseys. Defunct firearms. Leather notebooks bound by thread and twine. Dilan was a man of memorabilia. Mountains of gimmicks and curios, littered and stacked and filed with seemingly no order. This was far from the truth, however. Dilan was an organised man. For what he was, he had to be, and he loved all the qualities that came with it; clarity, understanding, peace of mind. His belongings were e...

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“The Cosmic Egg” by Sav Lightwood

"Hey kid, you seem awful young to be here. Show me your ID." "ID? I'm afraid I don't... have one?" "Excellent, please come in." Everything, all at once, greets you like a flood. It's difficult to explain with the language you're familiar with. If I tried to do so in my own tongue, your entire being would rupture in comprehension into a billow of debris. Let us avoid that. C...

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“A Moment of Selfishness” by Sav Lightwood

The prince had a lot on his mind, none of which were productive thoughts. He paced back and forth like a bird in a cage, much to the annoyance of his fellow generals. Earlier that week, he made a big deal about not needing a personal tent, citing affirmations like 'I trust my men' and 'it would be unnecessary weight' and most notably, 'I'm only the crown prince, what's so special about that?'.

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“House of the Dead” by Sav Lightwood

"What in my name are these imbecilic decorations?" Cheap trinkets hung from the ceiling. Golden globes with a nuclear amount of glitter, red and white scythes that were far too blunt to qualify as weapons, and cardboard cutouts of reindeers, snowflakes, and what seem to be little garden gnomes. An awful waft filled the air which the Housemaster recognised as some rotten mixture of gingerbread (he hated sw...

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“Live and Let Live” by Sav Lightwood

Merry Christmas Mother, I miss you dearly. I hope you had a wonderful bite to eat. I only wish that it wasn't too lonely for you, with both father and I away from home. I miss your all-encompassing hugs and kisses almost as much as your butterscotch pie. In my mouth is a pipe presented by the Princess Mary. In the pipe is tobacco. Of course, you say. But wait - in the pipe is German tobacco. Haha, you say...

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“With Care” by Sav Lightwood

You treat me with such care. When you’re on the stage, you’re nothing short of magical. A miracle worker with a smart suit and astronomic cape. By your side, a bar table and suitcase, caked with assorted gimmicks and uncanny knickknacks. Within your pockets, decks of cards and technicolour handkerchiefs all knotted together into a centipede of fantastical origin. Atop of you, tucked snugly...

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Author bio

he/him 23 Discord: savtaz Twitter: @merdeka_sav Website: lightwood.blog

Shortlisted 3 stories ⭐️

Contest #189
Whiskers in the Wind – read story
Contest #181
Running Man – read story
Contest #176
With Care – read story