Tionge Nakazwe

Author on Reedsy Prompts since May, 2021

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“How To Blow Up a Safe” by Tionge Nakazwe

Submitted to Contest #154

"We're running out of time," said the anxious voice in her left ear. "Agent Bone-" "We're not running out of time. I'll be in and out of here in fifteen minutes," Bone assured the voice. Poppy had always been anxious. It's what pushed her out of the running for Agent status when they were trainees, but it made her the best eyes and ears on the outside. She noticed everything. That's why Bone chose her for this mission. That and the fact that she was the closest thing she had to a friend. Poppy continued to share- Bone could hear her pac...

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“Fairy Military” by Tionge Nakazwe

Submitted to Contest #100

TW: Parent death Sitting in this tent, in a place they’ve never been before, with people they’ve never seen before, eating food with unknown origins, all five teenagers were relatively calm. They all knew this was a possibility. From the moment each of them turned thirteen and found out that one of their parents wasn't from Earth. Marcus forked his greens aimlessly while thinking about the time his parents sat him down after his thirteenth birthday party. He was sitting on their old couch while his parents sat across from him on dining r...

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“Reckless Blue Sky” by Tionge Nakazwe

Submitted to Contest #97

The smooth, predictable ride of the train was doing nothing to soothe the nerves Rena was feeling. Instead, the ambiguous shapes, camouflaged by the darkness outside of the large train window calmed her beating heart. The two day, one night train ride from Corix, the island's most populated city, to Ara, a region closest to the mountains, had just begun. two thirds of the trip ahead of her, Rena scratched at the cashmere pinching her neck. She cursed herself for not taking the shop attendant's advice to wear something under the sweater, sinc...

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“Indigo Gallery” by Tionge Nakazwe

Submitted to Contest #96

Lora stood in the unfamiliar room, staring aimlessly at the indigo painted walls. She was asked to take off her shoes before entering the house, having to reveal that she was not wearing socks with her sneakers. She was given a pair before stepping onto the cold, hardwood floor of the foyer and then escorted to what they called "the guest suite". Now that she was alone, she flexed her toes in the comfortable socks and forced herself to move toward the bathroom and wash her face.The water was ice cold, something she would usually ru...

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Author bio

Just a person with an overactive imagination and a self-proclaimed 'way with words'. Please leave comments/feedback I'd love to hear from you all!