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Khadija S. Mohammad

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jul, 2023

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A Tale For The Gods: Cassandra's Gift

Khadija S. Mohammad

Submitted to Contest #235

Archinae, goddess of time, sat on her golden throne, absent-mindedly spinning the Sphere. She didn't mind if she span it too fast at times – the mortals on Earth wouldn't notice if time sped up a little more than it should have. “I will not be able to wait until my Horae have grown,” she whined to her twin sister, Aphrodite, who was sitting by Archinae's pool of sight and watching the affairs of men, occasionally dipping her finger in to create a ripple and see a different image. “But surely you do not wish to abdicate so early?” Aphrodi...

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Void Of Stars (Part 3) [Collab with Annie Persson]

Khadija S. Mohammad

"Carry on arguing, I don’t care. We have all the time in the world. It’s only my family that’s going to die soon anyway.” I said sarcastically, and everyone in the room went quiet.Nix had just explained that now the sun and stars are gone, the moon and Earth will start to dissolve, starting with the highest point. Anything that wasn’t grounded (or in other words, anything that wasn’t buried in the ground in some way, shape or form) and got dissolved… Well, that meant it wasn’t coming back, even if we managed to restore the sun and stars. So,...

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Poor Mother Of Many

Khadija S. Mohammad

It's a curse, that we all have to end this way.I sigh, and wrap my arms around my children as they sleep. Caressing them silently, I close my eyes and remember what life was like before...***The local fish restaurant is packed, but they manage to fit me in, despite my lack of a reservation – my kind are so solitary and secretive that our appearance apparently warrants VIP service. It's the first I've seen of this kind of treatment, but it's not as if I would turn it down, is it?They escort me to a table behind a pillar of kelp (one of many t...

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Void Of Stars (Part 2) - [Collab with Annie Persson]

Khadija S. Mohammad

I closed my eyes, and jumped into the wormhole. Slowly, I lifted my eyelids and looked around to see where I was. A mountain, the four golden towers of the palace with its responsibilities and burdens nowhere in sight. Oak trees filled the mountain-base, dipping into flatlands and not rising again until the range of hills in the distance. My mind floated, aware that I was somewhere at last where I didn't have to hide myself. There was something odd about the setting, but I let it go, not wanting to ruin the moment.I twisted, and searched the...

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Void Of Stars (Part 1) - [Collab with Annie Persson]

Khadija S. Mohammad

Submitted to Contest #231

I waited until the footsteps receded down the hall, reaching beneath my bed to grab the bag of things I had collected earlier in the day. I smirked to myself. No one ever notices what I do, and I love it. Once I opened my door slowly and checked no one had their lights on, I sneaked down the hall to the window.Checking behind me once more, I opened the window and sat on the sill. I took a deep breath and jumped. I resisted the urge to scream in delight, knowing it would only get me found. I dropped another two storeys until I opened a wormho...

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Simmer (E)

Khadija S. Mohammad

Submitted to Contest #231

⚠️ Mentions of murder, kidnapping ⚠️Mishka stared out of the blank window, too exhausted to attempt to use her experimental magic. Something was nagging her - an answer to a question she hadn't yet asked herself, just out of reach. She was too exhausted to try to understand it now, so she gave up.After sitting and staring for a few minutes, Mishka felt her strength slowly growing. When she felt stable enough, she stood up and sat on her bed. She needed to do something, she felt. The 7 more beds in the dormitory-prison told her there were mor...

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Six And A Half Jobs You Should Never Consider Getting - The Complete Guide To Ruining Your Life

Khadija S. Mohammad

Submitted to Contest #231

Social Worker – Position: Fortune-tellerStories tell of magical people who peer into a crystal ball and see wonderful futures. Sometimes the stories are right, but they fail to mention the years of practice that prophets go through, staring into a foggy ball for so long that they become living zombies, rewarded by a flicker of future about a dull, mundane action by some inconsequential menial that changes nothing, which they'll forget anyway as soon as the vision is over.In the professional capacity – you don't earn much. Most clients bring ...

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Captive Flame (E)

Khadija S. Mohammad

Submitted to Contest #230

"She didn't kill them on purpose," Wynter shouted at her sister.Summer rolled her eyes. "And how do you know that? You weren't there, were you?""No, but - but what if she didn't know? She didn't know what an Ever was, what if it's different in her world? If her people aren't Linked then how was she to know that our lives are stored in Evergreen needles? How was -"Summer interrupted her. "I don't get you at all! You knew her for less than an hour and you're completely convinced that she's an unwitting murderer of 700 people.""Of course I am! ...

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Jade Prophecy

Khadija S. Mohammad

Submitted to Contest #229

The peasants clambered at the door, anxious either to get away from the flying lizards or to have their future told, but Murdak, Refuge Of The Helpless, ignored them. She didn't feel like helping anyone tonight.Then there came a heavy, royal knock on the door. Murdak, the All-Knowing wondered who it was, then recognized the king's face through the window. She hurried to dress herself before opening the door, smiling at His Grace and his infant daughter and bidding them enter."Murdak, Giver of Fortunes, I have come for you to tell my daughter...

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6 Months Of Tears

Khadija S. Mohammad

Submitted to Contest #228

Natalia's last words echoed through her head. I have no one to stay for. And the pain she had felt when her brain added Not anymore. The future held more knowledge than she could dream of, and a chance to explore and develop it - what more could a scientist want? she tried to tell herself, but there was one thing missing that she couldn't get back."Brace for time-warp," came the pleasantly nonchalant voice of the spaceship - shuttle, Natalia corrected herself. She had a lot to learn.She braced herself, straining her ears and t...

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The Fire In Her Heart (E)

Khadija S. Mohammad

Submitted to Contest #227

Linnie Longleybeloved daughter of Martin and Mira Longley (buried between them by wish) age. ~ 270 days StarWynter laid the chrysanthemums gently down in front of the grave. The snow was soft but crumbled under them, like cold, crisp silk. She sighed, wishing Linnie had lived to see the fête. None of the Stars ever saw the winter.I'll change it. Someday I'll change it. Someday... She tried to turn her thoughts away. If she couldn't convince herself that it was possible, how could she convince anyone else? A single tear fell, making a small h...

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Timeline Homework

Khadija S. Mohammad

Submitted to Contest #223

" - topic is the Sistine Chapel, one of the great ancients Arts."Rymere almost missed his wrist sensor vibrating Class dismissed as he lifted his head from his desk. He felt his cheek burning where he had leaned it on his arm to sleep.Around him, his classmates were tapping their home coordinates into their wrists and evaporating until he was one of only two left.His head cleared and he looked down at his wrist, tapping his own coordinates in and disappearing before he had to explain himself to the teacher.His mother opened the front door wh...

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Goodbye Darkness, My Old Friend

Khadija S. Mohammad

Submitted to Contest #222

There must be some way to cheer the world up. It's rained recently. The clouds are moody and the grass is drooping, covered in tears. The tree in our back garden moans in the wind, trying to tell us how lonely it is. No-one listens but me. No-one ever listens but me. My parents call me into the living room to receive my presents. Florida hands me hers first, and I take it gently. The poor thing is trembling, scared that I might hurt it. I try to smile reassuringly, willing it to be calm. "Thank you," I say, more to it than to Florry. I...

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Checkmate

Khadija S. Mohammad

Submitted to Contest #221

Before I was as I am now, a 2D image pretending to be 3D, I was a half-finished shape, complete only in imagination. Before that, I was a single stroke of a brush, and before even that I was only an idea, full of potential. I was most beautiful as an idea, for the human mind is not bound in images. The chess-board in front of me seems to gloat, and for a moment I feel that its owner gloats as well, but a glance tells me he is the same lifeless figure that he has always been. No-one has ever told me how it worked, how I came to be chained to ...

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Daughter Of The Baskervilles

Khadija S. Mohammad

Submitted to Contest #220

"This is the house where he wrote 'Hound of the Baskervilles',” Samara's mother said as they stepped through the door. How the mighty are fallen, Samara thought. The house was now a visitor's centre, selling pencils inscribed with the town's name that broke within minutes of buying, along with leaflets of local history, walks, and the prison that cast a shadow over the town from its outskirts. Samara was pulled instantly to the shelf where copies of 'Hound of the Baskervilles' were displayed in multiple languages. She picked up a German co...

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