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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Dec, 2021
Submitted to Contest #237
It was a Saturday evening. My mother had dragged me to one event where all important members of the neighbouring packs, circles and covens were obliged to attend. It was summer, and therefore hosted outside in a garden full of roses, lilies and tulips. The sun was slowly setting, painting the sky red, yellow, violet, and dark blue. A beautiful, colourful picture painted with nature’s brush. I stirred the champagne in my glass, breathing out a listless breath. My mother had abandoned me at our table the second she saw the first single man her...
Submitted to Contest #229
'Uff, damnit!' I cursed under my breath after I took a wrong step and fell face-first into the half-a-metre snow. At this point, I would do anything for a hot bath. My original plan was to visit my family, which meant returning to the dump I call my home town. It was a cute little village with only a few houses splattered across some hills. Everyone knew everyone, and you surely couldn't keep a secret without the whole village knowing it in at least a week. I often considered it annoying, especially as a teenager trapped in a hormonal roll...
Liebe Alora, Vielleicht erinnerst du dich an mein letztes Versprechen. Ich sagte, ich würde dich bald besuchen kommen. Ich hatte dir versprochen wieder in deinem Pavillon zu sitzen, zusammen Tee zu trinken, wie wir es immer als junge Mädchen taten, und Geschichten von aller Welt zu erzählen! Sicherlich erinnerst du dich, als wir noch Kinder waren. So unschuldig und sorglos spielten wir in den Gärten Verstecken und pflückten ein paar Blumen, um sie unseren Müttern zu bringen. Oh, wie gerne würde ich mit dir Hand in Hand in diese Zeit zurückk...
Submitted to Contest #133
'Gosh... how come making chocolates is such a messy work?' I groaned as I looked at this mess of white and dark chocolate in front of me. 'Maybe if you weren't so chaotic there would be more chocolate in the chocolate moulds than in your face,' Elijah, my best friend, laughed as he wiped some of the chocolate off my face. 'Hmph, I'm gonna act like I didn't hear that!' I mumbled as I crossed my arms, which I regretted instantly because now I had chocolaty handprints on my arms. 'Yeah, sure,' he chuckled before he dripped some red food colo...
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