Tiersa Remisha

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Aug, 2019

Stories (5)

5 Stories

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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. ...

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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...

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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,...

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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 ruini...

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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....

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Author bio

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