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Aaron Luke

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Mar, 2026

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The Lie He wROTe

Tristan woke up, his wrists were killing him. He tried to lift them, they refused. They were clung to something. He looked down and saw them strapped at the rests of a chair as well as his legs. Where was he? How did he get here? He tilted to the left and saw a tinted window showing his reflection. His beard was bushy and most probably unwashed for days. His brown leather jacket also fitted the same role. It was tattered only holding on with the stitches made that were almost everywhere. All this he saw from the one bright light hanging at t...

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THE VANISHING

"Today is April 31," I say with a gulp. "What should I get for Dahlia?"Bruno looks at me, I can see it in his eyes, he's tired that we are going back to this topic. "Dante," he says with a frown, placing his palm over his brow. "This is the final time I am telling you this. Tell your wife, what's wrong with that?""Hell no! She'll think I'm some incompetent parent. That I don't know anything about my daughter.""How many years has it been before you've seen each other? And now because you've denied another suggestion, what do you want me to do...

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WAS IT WORTH IT?

Weekly Contest #347

The thunder strikes across the clouds, it's raining that much to almost flood the town. It's at night and I peer at the top of the store, DIANA'S ANTIQUES. I can understand why they have such a name, their actual business isn't really legal to say the least. A car rushes behind us with headlights made to blind someone. I'm pretty sure the driver could have noticed someone standing there at a store but who am I to say anything. It streaks through the road and a puddle of water rises hitting my back. Thanks a lot, but that proves why I'm here ...

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