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Soha Awad

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Mar, 2021

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Antoine's sleep

-        It’s mine and you can’t have it. -        No, I saw it before. -        Nobody saw it, it remains unseen. -        I dream it before. -        But you can’t dream. -        Who said so? I can dream whatever I want to dream and take whatever I want to take. My freedom is limitless. I am my own mast...

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The window beast

Submitted to Contest #97

In our old house, was a window. A window that steals children at night. That is what my grandfather used to tell us. Us little kids running around in the house barefoot on a hot summer day.Grandpa rarely visited, but whenever he did, he used to stare out of the window just like I'm doing now. Wearing a smile and enjoying a cup of tea, he would sit on a chair facing the window situated in our kitchen just next to our green refrigerator. For hours, long into the night, where sounds and emotions went quiet and then dead.I remember him sometimes...

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Melquart

Submitted to Contest #87

I, Melquart, god of the unknown, welcome you into my story, my realm, my tangled web of fiction, my sea of interpretations and fantasies. Welcome stranger, welcome friend, welcome victim, welcome misfit, welcome everyone. Before we begin, can I interest you with a glass of wine, straight from our generous vineyard, kissed by the sun, squeezed under the feet of our maidens, can I tempt you with festive alcoholic juices of nature? Drink now, drink till you’re full, till you can’t lift a finger, nor open your beautiful eyes, stories are bes...

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The great witch of white

Submitted to Contest #86

No voice was heard in years. No sound was made in ages. Everyone was asleep. Everything laid still. In the deep earth kingdom, time stopped since 200 years ago, after a spell was cast on the realm and its inhabitants. Sleep descended on the people as a fate, as witchcraft, as a curse. All entities surrendered to the pressing sultan of slumber. Even animals, insects, and ants. They all rested on the dead grass unconscious, as time looked the other way and left them alone, not dead nor alive. Just mere portraits of themselves. Only the grea...

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