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Yolanda Wu

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jul, 2020

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A Tale of Two Faeries

Submitted to Contest #54

Once upon a time, in a forest by a river that always shone with the most promising of sparkles, there dwelled the faeries. Now, you cannot see them during the day, for they are secretive creatures; they hide amongst the leaves, disguising themselves as flowers. They are a quiet and graceful people who like to speak in riddles. The next time you are walking through a forest, close your eyes and listen carefully, you might just hear the light fluttering of a faerie’s wings… Fynn perched on the branch, eavesdropping upon the travellers’ conv...

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Johanna and Flora in the Forest of Flowers

Submitted to Contest #53

The icy pole packaging said that it was blueberry. It was tasteless though, and melting, spreading a sticky layer of sugar and ice over my skin. The beach for me, was a place where I always got sunburnt, despite smearing SPF 100 sunscreen all over my freckled skin, where I was marred by tan lines for months. It was a place I imagined myself going to when I realised the futility of self-actualisation. A place where I could try and do yoga with the waves lapping at my ankles, somehow get drunk on lemonade and high on icy pole. It was the ...

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The Ghost of a Boy Made of Glass

Submitted to Contest #52

Cigarettes had always made me choke and splutter.Mum had been adamant about keeping me away from smokers. When we walked through the dust-filled streets of the city, where people left their office buildings during their lunch break to smoke in alleyways.She would always throw a dirty look at them, wrapping an arm around my shoulder, telling them with her eyes, “I have a child”, as if their eyes were on her too. As though they cared as much as she did. She had never quite succeeded in passing on her hatred of smokers to me.I mention this only...

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Blackness of Night

Submitted to Contest #51

I used to be afraid of the dark. But let’s be honest here, who hasn’t been. It’s like an empty, black vacuum that surrounds you, suffocating you. You tiptoe through it, afraid that if you disturb the eerie silence, a hand will reach out and cover your mouth as they drag you away. We’re humans, naturally afraid of the unknown. The darkness makes us feel vulnerable. At least… it made me feel vulnerable. I would run to my mum’s room, crying and sobbing because I didn’t want to be in my dark, empty bedroom all by myself. I would find her st...

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