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Wolfy 🐺

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Oct, 2020

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Wind

Wolfy 🐺

Submitted to Contest #67

Vera lay still in bed, listening to the wind howl and the waves crash onto the small island. A silent tear rolled down her cheek, for today was the day she would have to kill Matthew. She didn't want to do it, she didn't even know for sure if she COULD do it, but she had to. She glanced down at a small slip of paper in her hand, and whispered to herself the familiar, menacing words as she had every day for the past year. "Six go out. Five come in. One will lose The rest will win. Two elders, Two youths. Two killers Only one will ...

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The Silver Ring

Wolfy 🐺

Submitted to Contest #66

"What is WRONG with you, man?" "Nothing, heh heh. Why do you ask?" "Bro, you're sprawled out on the floor, covered in blood, moaning about some long lost love, and you don't expect me to ask you?" Gareth lay sprawled out on the floor of the dormitory, scratched up and muttering about 'Julia'. Don't ask me who Julia is. I don't know. All I do know is that Julia was the reason we were here, which does not give me a very good impression. Let me give you some background context. I'm a college student and live in a small apartment with my br...

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The Bat-Man

Wolfy 🐺

The Vampire Freezing earth. Howling wind. The air is fresh And full of sin. I stalk the alleys. I know what's coming. Through the corner of my eye I see her running. The child is screaming, Cold and white. And now she's fleeing Through the night. Not a chance This small girl has. I'm stalking her, And moving fast. My feet lift up Above the ground. And from my shoulders Two wings sprout. I'm growing smaller, Furry and black. And now I see her Turning back. "Oh, where'd he go?" The small girl stutters "He must be in my head" She qu...

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Changing the Past

Wolfy 🐺

Submitted to Contest #64

I could barely see through my tears as I stumbled aboard the train, holding my brother Mikey's cold hand in mine. I didn't dare look back, because I knew if I did I would break down into tears, and I couldn't do that. I had to stay strong for Mikey's sake, I couldn't let him know I was scared, he was just a 6 year old, he was too young for this. We took our seats at the back of the train, the place where the third class sits. The fancy rich people were up front, enjoying luxury seating and dishes of caviar and truffles that are so large they...

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The City Of Smog

Wolfy 🐺

Submitted to Contest #63

As I flew over the city, I thought once again how overrated humans were. It was a big city, New York City my mother had told me, and as it is with most big cities, it was loud and bright. Flashing billboards, hoards of people, fumes, large glass windows, pretty much everything a bird despises resided in NYC, making the journey through it a particularly perilous one. The other members of my flock seemed to have some sort of respect for humans, as if their toying with new ways to ruin the ecosystem is a valuable skill that us birds are incap...

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