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Vera N

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Aug, 2024

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The Leviathan's Roar

Vera N

The storm had no mercy. It wasn’t just the rain or the wind or the way the sea seemed to rise like a living thing, as though it was conspiring against them. It was the suffocating sense of something ancient, something vast, that pressed in on all sides—like the storm was more than just nature’s fury. It was as if the very sky, the ocean, and the howling wind had conspired to entrap them in a world of their own, one that existed outside the rules of time and space.The Azure Horizon pitched and rolled violently as Captain Elias Thorn fought to...

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Where The Flowers Never Fade

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The sky over Evermere had never known the frost. A soft golden glow stretched endlessly, casting a perpetual warmth over the verdant world below. Here, the flowers never withered, their petals forever caught in a slow, mesmerizing dance upon the breeze. The rivers shimmered like liquid glass, their waters rich with the scent of nectar, and the wind whispered secrets through the blossoming trees in a voice older than time itself. Birds with iridescent plumage flitted between the boughs, their melodies weaving seamlessly into the hum of life t...

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The Hum Beneath

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Lena had never quite figured out how to stop the noise in her mind. It was a constant hum, a low buzz that seemed to vibrate behind her eyes, the way an old fluorescent light flickered in a room long after the switch was turned off. Sometimes it felt like a swarm of bees, trapped in her skull, their wings beating relentlessly against her temples. The sensation wasn’t just metaphorical—she could feel it, the way her head throbbed, pulsing with the force of thoughts she couldn’t control. Each thought was a sharp, insistent sting, a reminder of...

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Copper Kettle Memories

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The golden glow of the late afternoon sun slipped through the small, paned windows of Kacsakő Bisztró, casting soft shadows across the tables. The warm, rustic interior felt like a cozy embrace. The low hum of conversation mixed with the soft clinking of glasses and the gentle tapping of silverware on porcelain. The bistro’s scent was intoxicating—the smoky fragrance of roasted duck mingled with earthy notes of paprika, garlic, and fresh herbs. Anna’s stomach rumbled in response, but it was the comfort of the familiar that warmed her heart.S...

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When The Dam Breaks

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The kettle whistled shrilly, but Sarah didn’t move. Her hands were braced against the countertop, fingers digging into the cold granite as if anchoring herself there would keep her from exploding. She stared out the window at the frozen garden, the once vibrant flower beds now buried under a thick blanket of snow. Her reflection in the glass was a shadowed outline, her furrowed brow and clenched jaw blurring into the wintry backdrop.“Sarah?” her husband Ethan called from the living room. “The kettle’s going!”She squeezed her eyes shut, the s...

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Carving The Waves

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The first warm breeze of the season always drifted through the coastal town of Harborview with a salty tang, but to Claudia, it felt like a reminder of what she was missing. She stood on her porch, the coffee in her hands long gone cold, and stared at the narrow path leading to the beach. For the fifth day in a row, she’d failed to walk down it. The idea of facing the crashing waves and the sound of children playing on the shore was exhausting. She’d let the dunes grow wild around her home, let the sea breeze erode the paint on the porch rai...

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A Promise In Silver

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The old oak chest sat in the corner of the attic, its brass latch tarnished but sturdy, guarding the secrets of generations past. Elise had seen the chest countless times during her childhood, always wondering what treasures might lie inside. Now, as the executor of her grandmother Margot's estate, Elise held the key that would unlock not only the chest but, perhaps, the stories of her family.Her fingers trembled slightly as she turned the key. The lid creaked open, revealing layers of yellowed letters, brittle photographs, and keepsakes wra...

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Across The Sea, Into Herself

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Jenna sat cross-legged on the hardwood floor of her tiny studio apartment, staring at the open suitcase that seemed to mock her from the center of the room. The task ahead felt both absurd and impossible: fit her entire life into this single suitcase.She had imagined this moment many times before. A chance to escape. A fresh start. A way to leave behind the weight of a life that felt too heavy to carry. But now that it was here, the reality was crushing. The suitcase—black, scuffed, and surprisingly small—gaped open, demanding to be filled w...

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The Hill Were Memories Live

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The moon hung low over the quiet plains, its silver light spilling over the world in ripples of soft illumination. Crickets chirped in the tall grass, their symphony a gentle reminder of life even in the stillness. A faint breeze rustled the trees, carrying with it the scent of earth and wildflowers. Amidst the shadowy contours of the landscape, a lone horse stood atop a grassy hill. His coat shimmered faintly, a patchwork of obsidian and ivory, like the remnants of a starry sky. His name was Solstice, a name once shouted across vast fields ...

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The Wisdom Of Wagging Tails

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Submitted to Contest #286

I’ve always believed that life’s big lessons come in small, unassuming packages. For me, it was a terrier named Blaze. If you’d seen him, you’d think he was nothing special—an old dog with a fading wiry coat, a belly too round for his lanky frame, and a knack for sneaking table scraps. But to me, he was the best companion I could’ve ever asked for. At least, that’s what I’ve come to understand now. Funny how hindsight sharpens the picture.When Blaze first came into my life, I was seventeen and full of ideas about how the world should work. M...

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The Telemarketer's Trial By Sarcasm

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Ring, ring… Jack: (cheerfully) Hello? Kevin (Telemarketer): Good afternoon, sir. This is Kevin calling from National Utility Solutions. How are you doing today? Jack: Oh, Kevin! What a pleasant surprise! I was just sitting here hoping someone from National Utility Solutions would call me. My day’s going great. And yours? Kevin: (caught off guard) Uh, yes, that’s... great to hear. I’m doing well too, thank you for asking. So, the reason for my call today is that we’ve noticed you qualify for a government rebate on your electricity bill. Can I...

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Back to 1999

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The first thing that hit Jamie was the smell.It wasn’t the sharp, metallic scent of the present, nor the hum of technology that seemed to buzz everywhere in the world he knew. No, this was something different. The air was thick with the scent of fresh-cut grass, gasoline, and something warm and nostalgic—like the kind of sunburned afternoons when summers felt endless. He blinked and squinted against the harsh sunlight that bathed the streets.It had worked. It had really worked.The small, wrist-sized device in his hand—made of sleek, brushed ...

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Maple Street Chronicles

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I remember the first time I met Evelyn and Nia like it was yesterday. It was one of those crisp autumn afternoons that seem almost too perfect to be real—where the sun casts long, golden shadows across the ground, and the air carries the rich scent of earth, falling leaves, and the faint promise of winter. The kind of day where the world feels still, as if holding its breath before the changing seasons.I had just moved into the old Victorian house on Maple Street, a place that had been vacant for years. The house was a fixer-upper, no doubt ...

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Poisoned Victory

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The lights were blinding, flashing in every direction, casting long shadows across the concrete walls of the underground arena. The deafening sound of the crowd echoed through the space, vibrating the very air as the final countdown to the championship match began.Beneath the surface of the chaotic noise, Jane could feel her heartbeat like a drumbeat in her chest. She’d been preparing for this moment for years—working tirelessly, training in every discipline, mastering every technique, and now, here she was, at the final match of the Global ...

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Two Strangers, One Holiday

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The crisp winter air bit at Alannah's skin as she stood on her apartment balcony, staring down at the city streets below. The holiday season had descended in full force, with the world around her aglow in festive lights and glittering decorations. Yet, for Alannah, it was just another day, another reminder of the loneliness she felt during the most celebrated time of the year. The holidays had always been a big deal in her family—until last year. That was when everything began to unravel. Her parents had separated, her sister had moved abroa...

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