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William Elliott

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2026

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With A Heavy Heart

Weekly Contest #364

Reginald looked over a blurry sea of pious faces. Blurry because his glasses had slipped down his nose again. Somewhere, out there, a killer was looking back at him.Reginald knew who it was. At least he thought he did.If he was wrong, more people would die.Reginald’s floor-length cassock and surplice were black and white. Tackling a murderer would pose a challenge. It’s not what choir uniforms were designed for.Singing in church was.Reginald just hoped the killer wasn’t sitting next to the heavy oak door, leading out of the church. Into the ...

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A Passionate Life

Weekly Contest #345

Seville 1812 My name is Guillermo Antonio Cortés. And I am a Flamenco Dancer.“Guillermo,” says Mercédès, my wife. “It is almost time, the crowd is waiting. Ándale.”I look up at her from my dressing table. Her face is painted with a beauty the women on Alameda de Hércules can only dream of. Near-black eyes, shaded dark, deep-brown skin and full lips. Lines wrinkle her eyes: still they burn brightly. Soon, her long hair will be pinned up, tight over her head. Mercédès is an incredible dancer. Being with her again is painful.And exhilarating.“I...

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On A Mantle

Weekly Contest #341

Mud had already scuffed my brand new clothes. And memories flooded my mind, weighing me down. Even before I sat on the worn out sofa.“Come on, Paul,” said my Dad. “You’ve barely touched your beans on toast. What’s the matter with you? Used to be your favourite.”“He’s got fancier tastes now, Dad,” said my brother. “Paul only eats foie gras.”“What’s foie gras?” asked my sister.I interjected, “No idea, I’ve never had it.”I hadn’t been back to Yorkshire for a while. It wasn’t just my family who had noticed. The neighbours all came out onto their...

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