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Fae Moran

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Aug, 2019

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Leaving never stops hurting

Fae Moran

Submitted to Contest #43

I grinned as my Mum plonked a plate of golden, steamy and dripping with maple syrup pancakes on the table infront of me. Fresh strawberries littered the ceramic and the finest sprinkling of icing sugar covered everything.“There you go Mucky pup” she smiled and ruffled my already bed messy hair. I shook her off and dug into my breakfast.It was delicious.“Thankyou” my words were muffled with sweetness and I washed my mouthful of pancake down with orange juice. She nodded at me and then paused. A strange look crossed her round face and uncertai...

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Matchmaker, Matchmaker, make me a match!

Fae Moran

Submitted to Contest #3

“Please, we need her to marry soon,” the woman before me begged. I sighed. I had already tried to explain to her that matches were made when they need to be, not upon demand.“Listen, Mrs Dennise, I need you to accept that matchmaking takes time” I told her again and her smooth brow furrowed. She was very elegant and intimidated me slightly but I wouldn't let her know that. Her red silk Dahlia was long and fitted and her shoes were expensive. Her brown hair was covered with lace fabric and tied in a low bun.She took three deep breaths, like s...

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Older mind

Fae Moran

I sat down on the hospital bed, taking in the fragile old lady I called Grandma. She was lying, propped up and covered in thin blankets, by a window. From there she would be able to see the busy city streets and watch those lucky enough to be able to walk on their own and live their lives.It must be tormenting, painfully tormenting.“The big 100 eh Gran” I whispered to let her know I was there. She didn't reply so I gently took her hand in mine and squeezed lightly.“Come on Grandma, it's me, Jen” I said softly and this time her eyelids f...

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