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Magdalena Brynard

Author on Reedsy Prompts since May, 2021

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Deflowering beauty

I’ve attempted suicide but my hands were incapable of holding onto a gun or a knife. I had thought about the oven, but getting the gas fired up was another challenge. I should have thought of it before, but I knew that I actually had to go through with this. I never thought that my world would have been turned upside down in an instant. I was a vibrant youth, running wild in the fields adjacent to our farmhouse. My three brothers and I always challenged each other in everything. Who could run the fastest? Who could eat the most corn in a giv...

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The Amber letter

Weekly Contest #212

A heavy shudder shook the window panes as she wrote. The rushed keys of the typewriter pounded in unison as mortar after mortar fell decimating the city. London was falling but the letter had to reach him by morning. Emily wrote as fast as her fingers could but the ink on the ribbon seemed to fade after every turn of the paper. She couldn’t run out of ribbon at this exact moment but try as she might the ink would not stick to the paper. She jerked the paper from the typewriter and ran to the next; abandoned by its typist. The rushed words s...

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The Boulder

Weekly Contest #140

The Boulder By Magdalena Brynard The sky churned from golden hues, to amber and drawing to a close in a deep crimson. A steaming mug of coffee sat beside me on the table. I was fond of watching the sun set and rise over the ridge surrounding our ranch. My fingers absentmindedly searched my face as I stared ahead; they stumbled over a small rift in the curve of my chin. A sudden flash of light engulfed my senses as my mind awoke to a smooth white field surrounding me. Ice cold spittle shot me in the face initiating a riot of sensations I h...

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