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Drei Etsocal

Author on Reedsy Prompts since May, 2021

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Tiffy Did Survive

"Oof! Sorry," Tiffy said tripping on something she never expected. A black cat laid flat on its tummy a few inches away from where she sat editing a report for one of her classes. She squatted in front of it. "I'm sorry I didn't notice you, sweetheart." Pats and strokes soothed the kitty making it purr in gratitude. Gracefully, it sat into a loaf and looked at Tiffy with curiosity. As soon as she stopped stroking, the feline began staring at her. She casually looked at it back with a questioning look. "Okay?" As she stared at it deeper, ...

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In Lumina Morte

Weekly Contest #105

"Starting today, March 16, there will be a nationwide lockdown..." the country's president declared. My jaw dropped at the announcement. Cristine groaned and complained about what she heard. Sam shouted a protest and Martin stomped their feet towards the chicken to cook our lunch mumbling things that mean complaint with the situation. Sam got back to playing with the kids after the flash news. Cristine looked at me anxiously, "Why of all this time, Ate? And when we were going to get back to our hometown? This is outrageous and mad!" I ...

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Transiit in Itinere

Weekly Contest #99

Brmmmmmmmmmmm!Licinia Prima stretched her arms grumbling back on the sound that awaked her. 'Sol has not even lit up the world yet. I hate you, grumbling sound!'She rubbed her eyes and yawned as she slowly sat on her old wooden bed. Her head sluggishly turned towards her siblings who were still in deep sleep. 'I wish Morpheus and Hypnos would give me the same sleep and dream as theirs.'She heard someone also got up from somewhere in their house. 'Must be Mother.' Prima sighed tiptoeing out in the yard. She sat on a long bench outside their h...

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The Portal to Ibalong

Weekly Contest #97

"Russet, can you tell me what happened in your dream, as you say it is when you woke up after your coma?" Our guidance counselor by the name of Ms. Violet looked at me with a slight smile and patience that I could not refuse. "Well...I'll try to recall most of the stuff but please bear with me if there are little things that I forgot if there are because my dream was so vivid yet I find it blurry sometimes, Miss. I would not tell people much about it for it really is a weird one," I carefully told her choosing my words in a way she will tr...

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A Story by the Candlelight

Weekly Contest #96

"Suspension of classes is still effective until further notice," an announcer from our town's local radio said as the typhoon left our town already but the signal warning is still active. Dad turned off the radio and looked at us. "Since we have no electricity, we might as well pretend we're camping tonight." "This would probably work even if we just have candles and mosquito coils." Kuya (how we call male elder siblings) Sean smiled at Dad and sat like an Indian on our sofa bed solely made of foam. "Sit straight campers, leader's orders...

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Letters from the Time Traveller's Wife

Weekly Contest #96

Dear Amelie, Kian Everett. Yes that's his name. An outlandish boy arrived in our town today. Or was that yesterday? Anyhow, I've seen him here for the first time. Mother told me to shop at the market and I happen to see him go to Mr. Linquist's bookshop, the Book Lore. He would perchance work there. Surely, you would not ruminate him if I just tell you that so I'll delineate how he looks from head to toe that makes him so peculiar. His hair has flaming ends on each strand going brunette as it reaches the roots. He's looks like a ragamuff...

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Don't Tell Me What to Do

Weekly Contest #96

Fifth grade. 'Another seatmate. Another friend to gain, possibly. Or another person to avoid. I may never know until I have mingled with them,' I thought as I waited for the teacher to arrange us again to her liking. 'I hope someday I would not be suffering this kind of rule again in my life.' I sighed as we were grouped by threes in class. I was assigned by the window, 'Yes!' Two girls were grouped with me in the row. One has glasses, brown-skinned, has needle-straight hair, a height that is as tall as me, and slimmer. The other one w...

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Be Like Jo

When I was still studying college, I thought that maybe I can't write short stories and the likes because all I know is writing poems, essays, news and feature stories. I did not even really write at the time I joined our college publication but drew an editorial cartoon. But let's not delve on the illustrative side I have in my genes. I mostly edit articles since I started fifth grade after joining the annual campus journalism contests from my school to entering the national levels for this event which just stopped when I was in my second...

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This is Everything I Voluntarily Decided Inconsequentially

Weekly Contest #95

Laziness. How would you counter something like that? Should you do a mind over matter thing? Should you zap it with a lightsaber in your head or turn it off like a switch? Indolence is an outright unimportant decision. It should have been but...it's just so hard to not get pulled through in that. (The things I'd be saying are just in my opinion. What's mine is just how my mind works. If the stuff I'd be writing is not as cool for you, I respect that.) I remember being so industrious with studying when I was a child starting elementar...

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The Door not Opened

Weekly Contest #95

Robert Frost wrote the poem, The Road not Taken where two paths diverge to different opportunities like the one in this story. A decision may lead to demise if not thought through properly so always choose wisely."We've arrived," the peach-skinned Cretin guide Ishkes declared as he stopped his speeder bike in front of a large rock wall. "We've reached our destination.""Mr. Jaanii is right about arriving at sunset here in this part of the canyon planet," Nirlunal, the nerdy-looking Iorthian finds manager of the Sigma Team from the Ugreron Arc...

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Surprise

Weekly Contest #95

Amelia sat in her office chair and started her work. A couple of tables away from her, she can already hear murmurs about Christmas.She sighed on her table with her elbow propped on it supporting her head. 'What do I give for Christmas again?'As she worked on her papers, she listed down things she could give and to whom.'First off, for my manito/manita, I think I'll give a good bath towel with a personalized coffee mug. After all, I have no idea who will have it.'Every five or more minutes, she would write down what she would give to people ...

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Blue Moon

Weekly Contest #95

"So, uhm...do you still want to be with me or you want to end everything now?" Tybalt asked the girl he loves as they sit beside each other watching the stars that night. He held her hand the whole time as soon as she confessed everything bothering about her on their relationship.Ashofteh glanced at him letting her gaze fall on her toes after. 'What should I actually do?' she thought.Tybalt has always been with her from the time her family discovered she has scoliosis until she got annoyed of the disapproval of her request for transfer to an...

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