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Lune Windshire

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Aug, 2025

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Note: Contains mentions of self-harm, suicide and a reminder of your mortality. Nobody wanted me. I mean, who would? I was terrible at sports–as a goalie I let all the balls in—when demoted, I trailed my team forlornly, a hindrance to them! In class, despite once scoring above-average, now I was no longer the best. Good enough not to be mocked, average enough to stay under the teacher’s radar. During lunch, nobody invited me to sit with them unless their friend was absent, or even spoke to me unless they had to. I was always the second choic...

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Theory of Relativity

"Don't you remember me?"The strange old woman turned to me, hair silver, skin wrinkled with age. Her smile was warm, but tentative, and she leaned heavily on a silver cane. Her electric blue eyes were steely, giving her a curious mix of youthful innocence and lasting sorrow."C-Camilla? Is that you?" I took a small step towards her, shifting my weight awkwardly, as I kicked up a cloud of red dust, footsteps heavy. The old woman merely smiled, motioning for me to follow with a wave of a hand, veins ghostly against her translucent skin, joints ...

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I Forgive You

Note: Explores themes of betrayal, indoctrination, and the consequences of wartime. People should neither take pride in nor bear guilt for the actions of their ancestors, because they did not choose them. "Can you keep a secret?" Maria and I were on our way home from school, our sagging bags patched too many times, carried on shoulders that had grown too skinny, trudging on the dusty paved streets that lay in a sorry state. The streets were riddled with potholes and cracked debris, collapsing buildings of broken concrete and shattered glas...

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