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Tarja Mo

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Oct, 2024

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A wicked deed

Tarja Mo

Submitted to Contest #277

Lydia stood apart from the other acolytes, as usual, during Morning Prayer. That day, she had tied her dress with a belt to give it a more delicate appearance, which earned her occasional disapproving glances from Elvera, though the abbess said nothing. Instead, the mother superior continued recounting yet another legend about Solara, the Goddess of Life and patron of all servants of the Monastery of Saint Heliopolis. But Lydia only half-listened, already knowing these stories by heart.Despite the Harvest Season coming to an end, the weather...

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The Witch Notes. Story 2: It is a story about a witch who follows a black cat

Tarja Mo

The Witch NotesStory 2It is a story about a witch who follows a black catIn truth, this story took place ten years ago—or, to be exact, nine and a half. So, I might not remember every detail, and I hope you'll forgive me for that. Witches may live longer than mortals, but memory doesn’t improve with age. If anything, it often gets worse—some spells have a way of stealing fragments of your sanity. What I remember clearly is that this story began with a black cat. Everyone’s heard the old tales that every witch must have a black cat. Well, tha...

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The Witch Notes. Story 1: It is a story about a witch

Tarja Mo

The Witch NotesStory 1It is a story about a witchI’d like to say this story is about the kind of witch you read about in motivational books or see on some talk show about famous witches. But unfortunately, this story is about me—just an ordinary witch with no particular talents.My mother never believed I’d amount to much as a witch. Whenever I brought home a good grade, she’d ask, “Why not better?” And if the grade was less than perfect, she’d sigh, “Well, Mary from your class never gets marks like these!” So, unsurprisingly, I developed a “...

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Stories of Thalassia. Story 2: The Drowner

Tarja Mo

Submitted to Contest #274

The fishing net pulled Lian toward the water. He gritted his teeth, using all his strength to haul it onto the sharp rocks, but it wouldn’t budge and seemed to drag him.“Lian, watch out!” his father called, stepping in and effortlessly pulling the net ashore. Lian stumbled, momentarily losing balance, but his father’s steady hand anchored him. The man chuckled, handing the net back to his son.“Don’t worry. You’ll get stronger,” he reassured, ruffling Lian’s hair before heading back to the boat. He left Lian alone to sort through the catch.Li...

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Stories of Drak'Heim. Story 1: The First Daughter

Tarja Mo

Submitted to Contest #274

Each click of Winona’s heels against the stone floors echoed off the palace walls, resonating through the cold, empty corridors. Now, this was her palace, her fortress, her home. Thoughts of her former home tightened her heart, making it hard to breathe. She could still clearly recall the dark gardens of her family’s estate, the ever-warm breeze of the eternal night, and the soft songs of the birds. But Nyx’Veil was no longer her home; her home was now here, on the island of Eldoria, in her husband’s palace—the Dragon Lord.She had seen her h...

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Stories of Aviaria. Story 1: Black Thorn

Tarja Mo

Submitted to Contest #273

Ma’ome’s gaze was fixed on the blade of her dagger, which she had been sharpening for half an hour. Despite the dangerous task at hand, her mind was elsewhere, far from home. The note from Maëlys lay crumpled beside her as if it had been read countless times. Ma’ome kept shooting nervous glances toward the wrinkled parchment. With a sharp, frustrated exhale, she stopped what she was doing, closing her eyes. The letter from her old friend had stirred her deeply. She wasn’t even sure if it had truly been sent by Maëlys or if it was just a crue...

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Stories of Thalassia. Story 1: Coin

Tarja Mo

Submitted to Contest #272

The path to the ruins of Pelagius stretched ahead as the five boys ascended toward the ancient, crumbling palace. The night air hung heavy, thick with the thrill of the unknown.“Derek said they’d wait until tomorrow to go after the treasure,” Nicholas whispered excitedly, his eyes gleaming in the moonlight. “He’s busy with Lori tonight.”“Are you sure he was talking about treasure?” Milo asked, falling in step behind him.“I’m sure of it,” Nicholas replied confidently. “I heard him and his buddies talking. They definitely didn’t want anyone el...

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Stories of Terradran. Story 1: Beneath the Surface

Tarja Mo

Submitted to Contest #272

The forest floor was a tangled web of tree roots, each one seemingly intent on tripping Elowen as she hurried away from the camp, her pace quick and uneven. It was the fourth day of their journey to Greenfield, and the second since they had entered the dense Cragwood Forest. Her cheeks were streaked with tears, which she angrily wiped away, muttering curses under her breath. Thomas, the blacksmith’s son from her village, had managed to make each day of their escape unbearable. Despite the tragedy of their village being burned to the ground, ...

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