Simon Pacis

Author on Reedsy Prompts since May, 2022

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“The Lightbringer” by Simon Pacis

Submitted to Contest #232

He looked down at his hands, which were quickly turning a bright shade of orange. He tried to calm himself, just like mother had taught. Open your pores slowly, let them remain for some seconds, then close them slowly. Repeat. Open, wait, close. Repeat. It worked. His typical shade of turquoise was returning. Very slightly relieved, he looked up at the podium again, his main eyes fixed on the Luminarch, who was staring right back at him. “Doruek,” said the Luminarch, “please approach.” With trembling steps, Doruek walked to the front, stoppi...

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“The Void in the Attic” by Simon Pacis

Submitted to Contest #149

It was the first flicker of what would prove to be far too many over the following days.They were simple enough at first, innocuous even.The light in the ceiling of his office had flickered.But not like the usual flicker of a bulb going out.It was as if that part of the ceiling where the light was supposed to be opened up, showing the dark, deep attic above.He looked at that spot for a fraction of a second, shrugged, and continued with his work.But the next day, he had, perhaps naturally, grown curious about the strange flickering.To his luc...

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“We All Heed Her Piercing Cry” by Simon Pacis

Submitted to Contest #148

(This story talks about death.)It was the 3rd of October, late in the afternoon, and there she was again. That old woman. She walked with a slight limp but looked otherwise strong. She came by the apartment complex once a month. Not always on a particular day of the month. It could be either on the 5th, the 16th, or the 30th. But it was always ever once a month. And she never skipped. Not for the past year that Tyler had been keeping an eye out for her anyway.He observed her through his kitchen window from the third floor. She was ambling al...

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“The Good Guy” by Simon Pacis

Submitted to Contest #147

“So, what did you think?” he asked tentatively, hoping that she’d liked the movie as much as he had. “Kind of bleh, don’t you think?” “Oh yeah, kind of bleh.” He drummed with his fingers on the armrest, waiting for the lights to come back on. The silence lingered. “Uh, so, do you want to go for some drinks?” he ventured. “Mm, I really do have to get up early tomorrow, you know.” “Oh, right.” “Maybe some other time?” “Yeah, oh yeah, definitely some other time.” The lights still hadn’t come on yet, rendering the theater dark as night. Sh...

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Author bio

Undergrad. Poet. Writer. @ Coachella Valley, California. Instagram: @simon.pacis Website: https://simonpacis.com