Shreya S

“Golden black ” by Shreya S

Submitted to Contest #67

Amari had been four when she had been taken in. The person who’d found her and then offered her a life of luxury and greatness had had really smooth skin. Not a single wrinkle, like a canvas stretched too thinly on flesh. She listened when he told her how powerful she could become, but was wary to go with him. Strangers were dangerous. But really, could someone cause her more hurt than she already had? She wanted out. She knew she should have waited, given more thought to it, checked if he was reliable, but when the man offered his hand...

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“A change of face ” by Shreya S

The Court was one of legends- a safe haven for those who had done their part in life and could now rest. For centuries, it had harboured the old and weary, of every kind and species, allowed them to find peace and share their stories- be it memories of a life of splendour and finery or the loss of a loved one. It was an unfillable hall, where none would find themselves thirsty or hungry, alone or friendless, and everyday would bring new people who would find their place in it.The First King ruled over it for three thousand years, and with hi...

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“Demonic intervention ” by Shreya S

Submitted to Contest #55

Jaila was, on all accounts, a sensible person. She didn’t believe in nonsense fairy tales and otherworldly beings. There was a time when she believed in Santa Klaus and wrote letters to him asking for a new bicycle or notebook, and nodded her head at his efficiency in getting them, but even when she got to know that it was but a ploy to make children behave, she merely appraised its effectiveness and continued writing the letters- only directed to her parents this time.  Indeed, Jaila didn’t think there was anything in this world that...

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“The Circle” by Shreya S

Submitted to Contest #55

The hooded figures stood silently in the dark, facing each other in a tight circle. There were seven of them in all, hands still against their loose black robes, only their light breaths disrupting the silence in the place. Dust swirled in the air between them, particles visible through the beam of moonlight that shone through the glass pane above them. On the wooden floor, a strange contraption lay at the centre of their circle, at first looking simply like a colourful box, but on further observation seeming to have grooves cut into in...

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“Together again” by Shreya S

Submitted to Contest #54

Choppy waves beat against the rocks, the sound drowning out the rest of the world. The stars twinkle and disappear, dark clouds moving across a darker sky.I stand at the edge of the pier, take a deep breath and jump into the freezing ocean.The cold spreads across my body, bringing with it the momentary sharp pain, before my clothes slip away. The rush of the water stills, holding its breath, as my legs go numb. Slivers of silver wisp up the lower half of my body, encasing my legs, shimmering a blinding white. I rise up through the murkiness,...

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“Lollipop” by Shreya S

Submitted to Contest #53

Cold wind from the windows rushed past my face, the long strands of my hair fluttering around and almost getting slicked with syrup. “A treat,” Meera ma'am had said, winking, handing me the popsicle, “Win this thing. We'll be cheering you on.”After the initial few bites, I had simply started staring at it, looking at it but also somewhere far away, lost in thought. It wasn’t even that good and even the cool air hadn’t prevented it from starting to melt.Licking off the chocolate running down my fingers, I finished the popsicle with a fin...

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