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Sage Pascall

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Apr, 2020

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The Hundredth Robbery

cw: death, mentions of abuse and violence, domestic violence, alcohol abuse “I’m sorry, I really am.” The gun in Robin’s hands feels comfortable now. Like a second hand, or maybe like someone is giving her a permanent handshake. Ha. Like someone is holding my hand. “You know how it is. I wouldn’t be doing this if it wasn’t for the house prices — you wouldn’t be doing this if say, like, you could afford to be a painter. Painting sounds fun, actually.” Robin clicks the safety and leans back against a rack of cans. “Relaxing.” The lady shudde...

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The Possessed Instrument

Weekly Contest #38

Ding dong. Luna Franz never failed to appreciate Amazon’s fast efforts, though today her package was a few days late. She smoothed out her shirt and rushed to the door, ready to give a good yelling. By the time she’d whipped the old door open, they were gone. Luna was left with a frown on her face and a large box placed on the foot of her porch. “Nana?” her granddaughter, Elizabeth, called. She came out shuffling from the garage, a small backpack and suitcase trailing behind her. “Lizzy!” Luna held her arms out so she could envelop her only ...

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A Fairytale Mystery

Weekly Contest #37

Tick tick tick. The dials of Red’s watch moved to the moment, seeming infinitely slower. Her honeycomb eyes scanned her dress, hoping she was absolutely perfect for the moment. Her dress was a beautiful robin’s egg blue, to the delight of the birds nearby. Her olive skin was adorned with a simple locket that rested perfectly at the curve of her neck, slightly covered by her unruly night-black hair. The clouds wafted over the thick tendrils of the breathing forest, plump and ready to blow. The summer morning was bliss with cool air, something...

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Dear Lord Nosypants,

Weekly Contest #36

12-16-18 Dear Something I Don’t Have A Name For, I guess I’ll start with introductions. I’m the girl who happened to be gifted a “journal” for her birthday from her dear old grandpa. I appreciate it. It’s just...a journal? For my sixteenth birthday? I think that’s uncalled for! (I’ve been hoarding you for over a year!) Anyway, my name is Elizabeth Lazer Rae. Yes, my middle name is Lazer. Yes, I think it’s awesome. But no, I did not pick this “journal” up by choice. I have no reason to collect my thoughts in a stack of paper binded by leath...

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