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Sydney G

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jan, 2020

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Post-Midnight Misfortune (The Monkey's Paw reimagined)

Sydney G

Submitted to Contest #40

It was nearly midnight—11:38 to be precise—and Adelaine had barely made it into London before the dark clouds broke into rain and thunder. The taxi driver, who had very reluctantly agreed to drive her at this time, finally parked at the curb of the address she had given him, and demanded his fee. After gathering her luggage, Adelaine hurried out of the pouring rain and into the old antiques shop. The small, Victorian shop was warmly lit, and a welcoming heater had been plugged in near the entrance. Adelaine rolled her cases into the corner, ...

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Pet Shop

Sydney G

Submitted to Contest #41

“Ooh! Look! Look at this one! Her hair is funny.” Puff’s claw was hooked onto the ring of one of the cages holding a small, bright-eyed infant with curly, vibrant hair. “Eww! It’s hair is so long. Come on, let’s go!” Puff’s twin brother, Spec, pouted. Their mother leaned over her and peered through the bars at the baby. “Odd, odd creatures indeed. Well, let’s move along now sweetie, obviously one with such unique hues will draw far too much attention. We don’t want that now, do we?” But Puff and Spec were already sticking their paws into ano...

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Lost Time

Sydney G

Submitted to Contest #24

Aspyn climbed into the cramped shuttle and sealed the door behind her. Avia and Callum were already strapped into their seats, clenching the handles and whispering to each other. Aspyn squeezed into the seat adjacent to them and pulled the lap bar over her head. Once prepared, she clamped her eyes shut and steeled herself for the liftoff. The bright white lights on the ceiling of the craft blinked five times before dimming, leaving the passengers’ faces to be illuminated by a distinct glow. Aspyn gripped the handles on either side of her sea...

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Life Beyond

Sydney G

Submitted to Contest #24

It was 2:08 ante meridiem Universal Time, and the Electro Boyz were already blasting at maximum volume. Annika, aroused by the pulsating synthesizer, groaned and fumbled for the temperature dial on her sleeping pod. Aside from the electronic beat vibrating through her skull, the cold was also a shock to her senses. Space was cold. Very cold. Her fingers, nearly frozen, continued to twist the dial, but to no avail. Finally cracking her eyes open, she saw not the simulated wallpaper of her sleeping pod’s screen, but the fluorescent ceiling lig...

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