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Noemi Csokas

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jul, 2024

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Cocoa ceremony

Weekly Contest #313

Sounds of chatter everywhere, insistent, like an itch that cannot be scratched away. Women, laughing with full mouth, teeth glistening in the sun, their large earrings softly jangling whenever they turn their head. Their hands are busy, but their eyes gleam with joy as they share their thoughts with their compatriots. Through the large window carvings the noises of the day are brought inside the large hall, filled with women of all social standing. The work is important. They are preparing cacahuatl, or cocoa, to later be consumed by Montez...

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Flooded

I always thought that running for my life would be easier said than done. That somehow the adrenaline pumping through my veins would effortlessly propel me forward to make sure I get to see another day. I always thought I was somehow mentally preparing for this since I was alive. That fighting as I was to carve out a place for myself in the world would be enough on the day the hammer finally falls. How wrong I was. They came suddenly and without remorse. My village, small and unimportant, smugly tucked away in a valley just beside the sea, ...

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A quiet suburban community

Weekly Contest #260

My grandfather was understandably doubtful. I could see doubt slowly creeping into his pupils, with the hardness of his generation, like a curtain falling straight from his thick, unkempt eyebrows. But we should go back to the start.It was a warm September morning. Sunday, to be precise. Just 10 minutes earlier, I arrived back at the house in a panic I had never felt before, and which I suspected could be fatal in certain circumstances.I was still clutching my shirt and breathing heavily when my grandpa walked in from the back garden and saw...

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