Taria Karillion

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2020

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“A Yearning For Bananas” by Taria Karillion

Submitted to Contest #167

A Yearning for Bananas       "Michael! … MICHAEL! …STOP! " I jerked back the blowlamp with a curse that my Ma, God rest her, would've clipped my ear for. My workmate pushed up his welding mask.     “Jesus, Mary and all the Saints, you nearly torched your own leg, y' eejit!” he shouted through the biting, salty gusts. He shook his head and ran his big hand over his salt and pepper chin. "What the divvel were you playing at, lad? A welder can’t get distracted - especially strung from a shi...

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“Almost Like Home” by Taria Karillion

Submitted to Contest #134

 Almost Like Home (1001 w) “Commander? Permission to enter the bridge?” Cool, odourless wafts pulsed through the doorway like sighs from the console-filled room, along with ponderous, mechanical, hum. “Yes, Doctor, do come in - it seems we’ve entered orbit just in time.” He smiled down at her. “Are you well? Has the morning sickness worn off yet?” “Yes, thank you, Sir. I’m … fine.” she nodded, following him to the huge viewscreen. The circular room resonated beneath their feet as the Commander spread his long, gloved arms ...

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“In Pursuit of Peace (1506 w)” by Taria Karillion

Submitted to Contest #51

    In Pursuit of Peace                    People sometimes ask me why I became a mortician. I don’t tell them about my morbid curiosity with forensic science or the years of TV Path Lab dramas. I tell them that being one of seven sisters, I may have subconsciously sought a job with plenty of peace and quiet. Somewhere where the customers never complain or give you stress. Never, that is, until tonight.           ...

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“Different but the Same” by Taria Karillion

Submitted to Contest #29

Different but the Same(~ 1200 w)They weren’t like me – the people who came out of the lake. I’ve never seen anyone like them, not even in pictures or holo-tales. I should have run home straight away, but I was curious – I wanted to see. My parents always say that curiosity killed the cat, and that’s why they’re extinct, but everything’s a-a-a-always so samey in the Dome, so anything new or just different is cool, so I hid by a boulder and watched. After the crash, when they waded ashore, they looked small and bedraggled and weak, like the ne...

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Author bio

As the daughter of an antiquarian book dealer, Taria grew up surrounded by far more books than is probably healthy for one person. A Literature degree, a journalism course and some gratuitous vocabulary overuse later, her stories have appeared in a Hagrid-sized handful of anthologies and have somehow won enough literary prizes to fill his other hand. Despite this, she has no need as yet for larger millinery.