Zion Hintay

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jul, 2020

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“Terror” by Zion Hintay

"You should turn back, Hue?" A voice whispers in their head. It's him again. Always shaking in his boots, afraid of every shadow lurking in the corner. But what does he know. Nothing of what you must face."Are you sure you wanna go in there, Hue?" A younger voice, a girls voice, one they remember fondly yet cannot bear to face let alone answer.They take a deep breadth. And exhale."I can do this." Hue whispers to themselves."I can do this..."****<...

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“The Mirror” by Zion Hintay

A young boy. Maybe five years old.Gingerly. Crawls. Out of bed.Mahjong tiles. Crash. Like waves. Upon the shore. Four tables set in the distance. Down the hall. His mom. Her friends. His aunts. Laugh, chatter and scramble. The tiles.Fear set. In deep. He didn't. Want to. Go to. Sleep.He had. In his room. Shared with. A little brother. Heard. Thought. Felt. A voice. In his mind. A warning. He would not. Heed.At twenty five. He worked. To make. Money. For his mom...

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“Plan B” by Zion Hintay

The crashing waves against the stony shore of a decrepit beach was the only sound that can be heard for miles away. The sun waning in the distance cast an orange glow across the last remaining free city of humanity.New Vancouver.Here you could find all walks of life. From different religious views, political standing and varying ages from infants to elders. All coming in peace together to fight off an enemy that humanity itself created.It's funny, everyone assumed...

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“A Prelude to the Blind and the Beautiful” by Zion Hintay

It was all she ever wanted. To be able to control the elements and aid her people. It was what drove them both into the madness of war. But who could have warned them back then. Before they knew the truth...Jingling of bells was all that was heard down the empty stone hallway of the emperor's palace. A place of solitude and learning. Only interrupted by the chiming of the children who play occasionally amongst these halls."Mikala," A young boy called out. Running from his room at the sound of the bells ...

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“The Locksmith Boys” by Zion Hintay

"Stay with me now, don't give up... We're nearly clear."I looked up at my older brother, blood dripping down the side of my mouth, and laughed. Nearly choking as I tried to rise. But whatever strength left in me was seeping away."It's no use, get Jaime and get outa here."A woman wearing a Frankenstein mask rushed up to the two of us and tugged at Julian's arm."C'mon, c'mon, we can't do anything for 'em now. He's lost too much blood.""I can't..." He s...

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“The Shieldbearer” by Zion Hintay

"Corvin!" Yelled out his quartermaster. A old man with a busted arm held in a sling. He was oft time called the Hermit for carrying a wooden stave in his good hand that he wasn't afraid to use on fresh recruits like himself."Yes, Master Welks. I'm here." The young shield bearer lifted a silver shield onto his back as he waved to the old man from within the mass of squires awaiting their names to be called."Seems like it's your time, sonny. Tell your Lady that she is up for ...

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“Don't Skip The Dishes” by Zion Hintay

"So what do you think?" Lucy asked.Jonathan scanned the empty room. It was part of a basement suite with a laundry center attached to the garage. Perfect for just him."So how much am I looking at here?" He asked."1.2K?" She offered tentatively with a shrug. "I'd like to go lower for you Jonathan, but with Tom's Hawaii trip coming up in June and things being as they are..."With a sigh, the you man nodded his head."Yeah, it's fine. I'll take it."

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“Door Number 1” by Zion Hintay

"Let's say hypothetically, there are two doors you can walk through. One leading you out of this hell hole never to see it again. Where you return home to your wife and children and live a long, prosperous life. And the other, keeps you here. In the dirt, with a bunch of assholes you have to call comrades fighting off an enemy that has little to no conscience.What would you choose?" Will asked, as he absently held to his rifle.The two of them were in a foxhole waiting for further orders. Night raids wer...

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“The Shade Beneath The Maple Tree” by Zion Hintay

"Eleanor suppers ready, come down from there."Her mothers voice rang across the field as resounding as the ringing of a supper bell in the afternoon.The young girl sitting beneath her favorite maple tree, packed up her books and woolen blanket she had been sitting on."Come darling, it'll be getting cold for sure if you don't eat now." Her mother waved her in. As she did so she looked out at the tree with solemn eyes before closing the door.***Another...

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“Not Today” by Zion Hintay

*Beep* *Beep* *Beep*An apple watch laying upon a bedside table rings insistently. Its owner, young Zack Mackelroy, wakes up to the familiar sound. Peering through weary eyelids, he reaches out to the watch. Still half asleep.April 1st, 2020. 7:30The worst day of the year, during the worst year in history.Beside his watch was a pair of oval glasses. He reached out to them as the world around him was just a mish mash of muddled mirages at the moment. Or that's how he fe...

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“The Tanabe” by Zion Hintay

Hayubei... Hayubei... Come here."A small leafboat floated down stream, racing down what she believed to be white water rapids. Bouncing over small stones. She turned to her father with an eager smile on her lips and stumbled her way to him.With one arm he lifted her, and brought her deeper into the glade, brushing aside some foliage to clearing their view to the rest of the lands of her people. The Tanabes."Far across our plains lays a creek so large that it spans as far as the eye ca...

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“What's In A Name” by Zion Hintay

"Alright, would you mind holding this for a second."Solid handed me a coiled wire with a claw on one end. In the middle was this two pronged zap coil that had a static shock going between them. Not the most comforting sight."Now I'm going to give you a bit of fair warning here. Usually the procedure is completely painless. In terms of physical pain. But emotionally and mentally, well there's nothing I can guarantee on that front?""God, what's that supposed to mean." I asked as I shifte...

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“Red Roses Too” by Zion Hintay

A jazz trumpeter is playing in the background of a smoky bar just outside the city. The tunes are low and hushed so as not to take away from the conversations happening around them.The bartender is filling a wine glass with a daiquiri for a woman wearing a slender violet dress. Her skin a beautiful bronze as she picks it up and saunters over to a table. Where a young man nurses a gin and tonic."Grocer baby, when are we going to hit the club.""In a minute, love. I'm just waiting to tell...

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“Hell of an Afternoon” by Zion Hintay

"And what, pray tell, is the meaning of this emergency meeting." Spoke one woman."Especially on a night as auspicious as this." Spoke another."We are busy women, Maggie. Potions to brew, curses to cast and spells to place...""And tonight is the night when all our powers are at their best.""Yes, yes. But you must have heard of about our curious mister Buquet." Maggie insisted.It was midday and the sun shone above them in the clearing where they stood....

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“Davie's Locker” by Zion Hintay

"Lay your head here my, boy."This was it. A cold unwarranted fear washed over him as he lay to rest upon the body shaped casket. It was white and soft to the touch. As he looked up all he could see was the remainder of the old guard."Will it hurt, grandpa?""Not at all," He turned to Ida at his side. His weapons instructor. She fetched a needle and some gauze. "Now I'm going to inject you with amoxsophine. Do know what that is?""Yes, it is a muscle relaxant and dehydra...

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Author bio

Hi my name's Zion. I've been writing on and off for as long as I can remember. I've mostly been a game master for a roleplaying game called Palladium. It's here that I found my love for story telling. Reedsy is really the only thing I've consistently done besides 750 words. Hope to meet more authors and read more stories.