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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jan, 2021
Submitted to Contest #77
She was swimming in sweat. She was standing under a large shaded tree, wearing navy light cotton shorts with a white tank top, and fanning herself furiously with a discarded paper plate. And yet, she was damp from the roots of her red hair to the little cracks between her toes. She hated the way they slipped around in her sandals any time her weight shifted. She was barely aware of her jaw jutting out, the way Peter said it did when she was less-than-amused, but she was acutely aware of the pain in her lower back. It was miserable standing f...
Submitted to Contest #76
Stop. What do you mean, stop? It was terrifying; Iβm still shaking. I donβt want to be alone in this! Just stop. Please. I donβt think you understand. I was standing there, next to that little boulder that looks like it has a face. You know which one I mean. Yes, but... Please. I was standing by that boulder and enjoying the view. All I wanted was fresh air. The water was so smooth, it looked like a mirror. It was incredible, with not even a wisp of a breeze to stir the slightest ripple. I was just taking in the way the trees looke...
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