Tiersa Remisha

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Aug, 2019

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“Ages of Gold” by Tiersa Remisha

Submitted to Contest #286

“Mother, I implore you, listen to me,” Nathaniel holds his hands out in earnest supplication towards the woman who birthed him, sat primly on her favored chair in the drawing room. “We have an opportunity now like never before – nay, a duty, to pursue peace with the common people. With the tyrant gone, we can –” “Speak not ill of your King, Nathaniel,” she interjects harshly. She gestures gracefully with one arm to draw his attention to the room, large and ornate, coloured the deep red of rubies on every wall. Gold nuggets are interspersed a...

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“The Weight of Knowledge” by Tiersa Remisha

Submitted to Contest #285

Please note some sensitive themes may be portrayed in this work, including gore, suicide or self harm, and mental health. Please keep your own safety and health in mind before continuing. Thank you.--- A blinding flash. My stomach drops and churns. I drop to all fours and heave, but nothing comes out. My ears are ringing. My mind is foggy. I force myself to breathe through the disorientation. Slowly, my vision clears. A thickly gloved hand emerging from a stiff yellow sleeve is beneath me, supporting my weight. Curiously, I wiggle my fingers...

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“In Plain Sight” by Tiersa Remisha

Submitted to Contest #68

“Y-You -” I stutter in shock, knees shaking. When I followed my best friend into the forest, worried and concerned at her recent mood, I didn’t think I would instead bear witness to something astonishing.  My best friend in all of high school with long hair so black it looks purple in a certain light, eyes of such amazing hazel gold they seem to sparkle, now stands before me...different.  Olive skin darkens into royal purple plates, face elongating to account for a snout and limbs growing in proportion with her body. Ebony hair...

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“Wings of Change” by Tiersa Remisha

Submitted to Contest #63

By the time I stepped outside, the leaves were on fire. I’m enraptured briefly by the crimson and burgundy hues before me. My tiny frame trembles until I burst, throwing my hands in the air in glee. “Momma!” I yell, rushing back in the acorn house and into her arms. Excitedly, I withdraw from her hug to beam at her. “They’re changing!” I shout, pulling the taller woman to the door. “I can see that,” she chuckles softly, running fingers through my raven hair. “But don’t forget the rules. You must wait.” I moan but start laughing when Wind...

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“Hardly Hidden” by Tiersa Remisha

Submitted to Contest #55

Can you keep a secret? Wait, before you say anything, think this through. This isn’t something that you can promise and break without a thought. It’s not a crush, and it’s not some rumor to spread at your fancy. This isn’t some flakey whim that you can walk all over. I’m not talking about something near that frivolous. It’s not about who I like or some dumb thing someone else did to me. This is a strong, serious thing that you swear on your life to keep. You can’t run to your friends because it’s just that good or go tell because you sudde...

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“Cool Down” by Tiersa Remisha

Submitted to Contest #53

“Life should be touched, not strangled. You’ve got to relax, let it happen at times, and at others move forward with it.” ~Ray Bradbury Orange. Yellow. Red. Sometimes blue. White. Hot. Fire. Roaring, spreading flames. The burning tongues eating wood, warping metal, shattering glass. Nature’s very own destructive beast – consuming everything it touches, marring and ruining and taking lives without hesitation or remorse, sucking everything into its orange-and-yellow mouth, even taking the very air from your lungs – “Max.” Lieutenant Maxw...

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“The Smallest Things” by Tiersa Remisha

Submitted to Contest #3

"Have you finished your food, Olly?" Mom asked."No." She blinked, then sighed slightly, having forgotten. "Are you full, Olly?" She rephrased."Yes." Wide eyes looked at her, simply observing. She smiled."Then we'll put your food in a container for tomorrow, okay?""Okay." Mom grabbed a container and the 5-year-old helped pour his leftover spaghetti and green beans into it."Go brush your teeth, Olly," she said, gently pushing him towards the bathroom as she turned to put the container in the fridge. She hummed to herself as she started the war...

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I'm just an aspiring writer with a longing to improve. I look forward to working with you all!