Taylor Hunter

Author on Reedsy Prompts since May, 2021

Stories (8)

8 Stories

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“The Nature of Things” by Taylor Hunter

Submitted to Contest #101

March 6th: “Are not two sparrows sold for a farthing? And one of them shall not fall on the ground without your Father.” That’s what they always tell me, that’s all they have to offer me. They pat me on the shoulder and whisper those empty words like I’m supposed to then look up to the dim heavens and offer my gratitude. I’m disgusted and I’m broken. 

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“The Tumbling Sun” by Taylor Hunter

Submitted to Contest #100

Have you ever wondered what would happen if the sun decided to never return after falling to the ground? If it were to leave humanity in the darkness of solitude and take her brilliant shine to another group of lucky apes? I imagine that we’d crumble, mankind, fall apart from our very base and reduce ourselves to some decrepit creature of the night, hunting whatever misfortunate prey would find itself in the way of our ...

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“A Summer Story; A Nations Sunrise” by Taylor Hunter

Submitted to Contest #99

The children ran around to sit in front of the olden, graying man, adults lazily found seats scattered around in ear-shot corners and the whole town settled delicately beside him as he opened his fragile jaw. His eyes were foggy and appeared to almost be cracking, but the depth in them spoke of wells of true knowledge. The old man’s power was in his stories, they had power and meaning, cadence and rhythm, they danced in...

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“Words From The Gutters” by Taylor Hunter

Submitted to Contest #97

I know you all hate me, I know that I am the devil incarnate in your eyes, but I plead for you to listen to me one last time. I remember when I was a young boy, pure and clean, not like I am now, and I thought that the world would one day reach a state of utopia. A grand existence where no human would have to pay for anything at all, and we could all live in the free communion of each other's company. When I...

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“My First Choice” by Taylor Hunter

Submitted to Contest #95

I distinctly remember them, their tall rectangular facades were greeting me like old friends, epic and brilliant in frame. My eyes followed their folding wooden layers that flowed down their sides like long winding rivers. Where was I? Why was I here? I couldn't remember, all I knew was that I was somewhere important, doing something important. My surroundings at that time escape me, it's not that there was nothing, but...

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“The Sidewalk Challenge ” by Taylor Hunter

Submitted to Contest #94

She shouldn't have done it, that much was painstakingly obvious to both her and everyone around watching. But she was born of that rare breed that saw challenge and daring as an undeniable opportunity to test their own metal. In her mind, she was a direct descendant from those brilliant explorers and pioneers who looked right into the face of danger and decided to use it as an avenue to change the world forever. It was ...

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“The Bullmans Wrath” by Taylor Hunter

Submitted to Contest #94

The following text was found inside of a shredded, leathery journal strewn beside a battered field from a war-torn era. Its contents catalog the detailed thoughts of a man known only as 'The Bullman,' and the general greivances that plagued what we can only assume to be his final days. *** The weather was bleak, again. The troops are currently laying camp with the same rhythmic,...

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“The immortal party.” by Taylor Hunter

Submitted to Contest #93

I was there, the bright lights and fantastic theatrics formed a spectacle that even the most cultured of attendees opened their jaws in awe about. Parties rarely rise above the simple indulgence of social interaction and mind-numbing additives, but this one, this one was different -- Of course until the accident happened. I remember it, it was an almost elevating experience, watching gymnasts twirl in the open ...

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Just a casual writer enjoying the process.