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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jun, 2022
Submitted to Contest #221
The woods were spooky, owls hooting and for some reason in sync with the sound of crickets, Eddy had never been there, especially not at night. According to him, anyone with half a brain knew this was where the evil vampire or werewolf in a high school fantasy show gets you to either feast on you or turn you into a monster like him. The only thing compelling Eddy was the thought of a date, one he had been promised by his crush, Evelyn. Ever since the second year of high school, he had been madly in love with her, but she never gave...
Submitted to Contest #186
âGood Afternoon, Ana, it is afternoon over there, I hope.â âGood Afternoon, Tony, and yes, itâs afternoon.â âGood, then.â âYep. Our countries are only one hour apart, actually.â âQuite frankly, I did not know that.â âOh thatâs Okayâ âSo how is your day going?â âItâs going... fine...ishâ âHa ha fine-ish, why the âishâ?â âI dunno like the dayâs kinda good but itâs been really boring till now, but itâs still good, so... fine-ishâ âThat makes sense. By the way, whyâs there a countdown on the screen?â âOh yeah, the app only...
Submitted to Contest #175
The two men grunt as their shovels hit the soil repeatedly, opening it deeper with each thrust. âYou could use magic and save us both the stressâ, said Heliam Lyran sighed âWhy do you act like one who does not know customs?â âIâm just saying, thereâs no need to go through hours of digging when you could open up a hole in an instant with one of your spellsâ âI know Knights arenât known for their Intelligence, but even you should know tradition demands the Ferrion seeds be buried in a hole dug by hand and of sweatâ âI am sweating plenty alrea...
I stood still, awkwardly watching as everyone sang happy birthday, to me. âNow make a wish, and blow out the candlesâ, said my mom, a loud hurrah followed right after I did. I felt a tug on my sleeves, Andrew my tall red-headed bestie pulled me to the side, whispering âso tell me, what did you wish for?â, I said âI think common knowledge dictates you donât tell anyone your wishes, else they wonât come trueâ âHow about I guess, and you tell me if Iâm rightâ âNice try, but, noâ He chuckled âokay thenâ A red minivan pulled up to the driveway....
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