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Sarah David

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jun, 2020

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Dark Glass

Sarah David

Submitted to Contest #335

As I sit here, the darkness of the room surrounds me with comfort covered in the threads of dread. Outside, I don’t know if the world is real or imagined. It seems silly. Everyone knows what’s real, don’t they.Don’t they? I used to, or at least I thought I did. That feels like a lifetime again. Or has it only been a few days. I look at my hands, hoping their familiar shape will ground me. They stretch out before me: manicured nails on slender fingers. The palms crisscrossed with lines that many say tell the future, but others say is just a p...

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The Quiet Ones

Sarah David

Submitted to Contest #334

As it does so many times, war had come again. No one knew the "why". Was it this, was it that? In the end, it doesn’t matter. It simply is. I didn’t expect to be called. Wishful thinking. But not mine alone. All of us had thought it would be settled. Or there would be enough of the regular troops. That was dashed as we heard the news. Lines breached. Massive casualties. The “odds were not in our favor” as the old story quote said. My day came. Mary and the kids saw me off as I boarded the transport. The kids, young to teens, had only a littl...

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To Those We Never Meet

Sarah David

Shortlisted for Contest #332 ⭐️

Standing outside in the rain, I looked at the building before me. Its walls hollow and solid at the same time. The door closed against the weather and the coming storm. I wanted to turn away. To say this is not mine. I knew better. Inside, the long hall to the chamber stretched out like miles of empty highway. A highway with no exits. Slowly. Deliberately I entered the hall. He was already waiting for me. Nothing was said between us as he watched me approach the consol in front of the chamber. How do I do this?I send him back to die in a war...

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the mote

Sarah David

There was a discussion today. There usually is. What was it about this time?Something useful? Or something meant to stir the pot again? Always stirring the pot, it seems. The TV commentator was lamenting about the new super AI. How it was learning on its own. Passing the mirror test. Becoming sentient. The host was raving about them taking over. Getting rights. Having a soul. It made me think... what does it mean to have a soul? That’s the question, isn’t it?People talk about the soul like it’s a possession. Like something you get—granted at...

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