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Vivek Collur

Author on Reedsy Prompts since May, 2021

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All Clouds Part

Vivek Collur

His alarm went off at 7. He got up the instant the first beep left the phone. The slightest sound would make him wake up with a start. That was just how it was these days.Annoyed, he grabbed the blaring device and swiped up."Just 30 more minutes..."He set a new alarm for 7.30 and dozed off again.When the alarm rang next, he turned it off while thinking that he didn't have much time. Why couldn't he get up on time? Why didn't he sleep earlier? Why could he not just accept that his circadian rhythm was disrupted, and set the alarm later?Too ma...

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Velvet Runs Deeper Than Blood

Vivek Collur

Submitted to Contest #95

Clo had been by Colt’s side her whole life. She was stitched up in the Himalayas from the finest cashmere and red velvet, and was gifted to Colt when he was born. She was large enough that she could be used even when he’d grown into an adult. Colt loved and treasured her, often bragging to his friends - “Hah! What do YOUR rugs have on mine? Clo’s like a dry, fluffy cloud!”. When he grew into a teenager, she was the only one he’d spill his woes of pain and heart-break to. During those cold nights, whenever he would flail about in a restless s...

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Velvet Runs Deeper Than Blood

Vivek Collur

Submitted to Contest #95

Clo had been by Colt’s side her whole life. She was stitched up in the Himalayas from the finest cashmere and red velvet, and was gifted to Colt when he was born. She was large enough that she could be used even when he’d grown into an adult. Colt loved and treasured her, often bragging to his friends - “Hah! What do YOUR rugs have on mine? Clo’s like a dry, fluffy cloud!”. When he grew into a teenager, she was the only one he’d spill his woes of pain and heart-break to. During those cold nights, whenever he would flail about in a restless s...

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