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Iris Landrah

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jul, 2025

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Then There was Silence

Trigger Warning: This short story contains depictions of gore, death, violence, and self-harm/ suicide mentions. The fire was what everyone believed had taken my life. Rumors skipped around the townsfolk; they claimed my sisters had survived the blaze, albeit just barely. Raven became the villain when she couldn’t save me, but saved Lyric. She'd even "risked her life" to do it. She’d been scared and, when her ability had been triggered, had shapeshifted to hide the ugly marring. But the day I plunged that dagger into Raven's tattooed collarb...

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The Phantom Queen

TW: Implied death, violence, torture, poison.The memorial yard was calm and peaceful under the deep night sky, wrapping me in a soothing silence that I truly loved. Many ghosts usually complained about their deaths, wishing they had a second chance at life. I did not. Of course, I had regrets, but I found an odd sort of relief knowing I couldn’t change the past.No, it wasn't pleasant—my death, that is. I was shot in the chest with an arrow, but I was finally at peace, or as at peace as I could be. This is the result of having many enemies. T...

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Rescue

Trigger Warning: This story contains depictions of a kidnapping, head trauma, implied death, tight spaces in detail, sharp items, and cliffhanger. Verity:The trunk felt cramped, its confines pressing uncomfortably against my body. My wrists and ankles were bound tightly with a coarse rope. If I even moved an inch, the ropes would cut into me. A filthy rag was shoved into my mouth, silencing any cries for help and adding to the growing panic within me. I only had one chance to escape.I twisted my fingers together, trying to feel for the ring ...

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Lyric's Vow

Submitted to Contest #311

My heart pounded as I stood at the Terelune River, the boundary line between Lunedralis and Vandrissa. I watched as Vandrissa was engulfed in flames, the vivid hues of orange and red licking the sky like a ravenous beast. This was my doing. I could hardly wrap my mind around it. Guilt and disbelief swirled within me as I remembered when I lost it. Lost control of all my emotions. Of my power. I’d never imagined that because of this ability, I’d end the lives of hundreds of innocent elves. The sky was ashen gray, while the air was thick with ...

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