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Tímea _

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jun, 2022

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The New Beginnings

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The letter lay unopened on the mahogany table, the edges of the envelope worn from the journey it had taken to reach here. It had come from a war-torn city across the ocean, rivers and mountains addressed in handwriting that she hadn't seen in years. Sophie stared at it, her chest tightening with a cocktail of fear and longing. Maybe even a pinch of hope? Rather not. Sophie was scared of it. Hope is a dangerous thing to have. And even more dangerous is to hold onto it. &n...

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Behind the veil

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The house was quiet, as it always was in the early hours of the morning. A dull, gray light filtered through the old, musty curtains, casting soft shadows against the walls. Evelyn had woken early, as she always did, the first rays of dawn barely visible through the fog that had settled over the town. She stretched, a habitual action that was meant to ease the weight of another restless night. Let´´ s face it, that never happened. But today felt different—she couldn’t place why, but something about the air was… wrong. Odd, even. ...

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The walking dead

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Submitted to Contest #215

You always think about how you want to get better. But maybe it's just a lie you keep telling yourself to feel better. To keep the darkness away. I thought so, too. That if I got rid of the darkness, I would get rid of the struggle. But it also used to scare me a little. Losing it. Because it´s there, living inside of you for so many years, and the thought of not having it anymore – the darkness – well, it kind of scared me, honestly. It´s inside of me. Part of me. You can´t just rip some of your part out and move on. &nbs...

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The dark ground comes to life at her feet

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Where I come from is not exactly a country or a specific place on the Earth’s surface. I think my existence comes from a more intimate, darker place that cannot be physically reached. At least not by a mortal human being. You have to be dead to get into my little heaven underneath the ground. Where I come from is a very dark, grim, ugly place. And I absolutely adore it. I couldn’t imagine anything more stunning. Where I come from is where you don’t want to end up. And the vast majority o...

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The Bittersweet Reality

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Submitted to Contest #162

You know how people sometimes tend to choose their food based on price? Not me. No. Even though I look at the numbers, I look at those little ones which are usually placed under the name of the food. Yep. The allergens. Do I do it voluntarily? I would rather let Satan drag me down the hell hole. All I'm trying to do here is not to die. And why am I trying so much to hold onto life I don't entirely desire? I am way too stubborn to quit. But who knows? Maybe one day I will make a decision to join The 27 club. I hope they will...

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