Mara Edwards
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I have published four or five new stories that are all challenge entries! Would love for you to read!
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Letter to my Uncle. Content Warning.
She didn't do anything wrong... Everything that we were told she said or did... lies... She wasn't keeping him away from us... He wanted to stay away for awhile, because he wanted to know that they could make it on their own. He hated the way that you spoke (still speak) about her, about his best friend (and Best Man.) You don't really even want to be in their wedding, on his side... You are his father, and you aren't even sure you want to be on his side... I stepped up and was proud to be on hers, and when they had to switch me to his, I was perfectly fine with it. I'm starting to believe that the reason he hasn't shopped for his suit yet, is because you're the one stalling...
By Mara Edwards7 months ago in Families
The Second First Time
I've been watching Professional Wrestling since I was old enough to understand what was on the screen. I've always been fascinated by the stories, the people, the moves... The dedication and friendships, and the feuds. It's truly captivating, the things these people can do. I am constantly amazed. Every match, every promo, every video... It's truly remarkable, I honestly believe it's something I will always be a fan of.
By Mara Edwards7 months ago in Fiction
The Raven Princess
The river ran backwards the day the Queen vanished; her husband, the Prince Consort put on a façade of worry and fear for his wife -one that her Queen's Guard saw right through. They had never trusted the Prince from the far off Kingdom, as he was the last in the line of many in his family. The moment the morning of the Queen's supposed disappearance came, the Captain of the Queen's Guard, Ser Harold, sent word to the Queen's cousin, Princess Iradessa; the Sigil of their House -The Raven- had appeared to both the Princesses on their shared 16th nameday, Ser Harold had seen it. So had the entirety of the Queen and King's Guard.
By Mara Edwardsabout a year ago in Fiction
The One Rule
There was only one rule: don't open the door. As the shadows crept closer, Sarah felt a chill run down her spine. She clutched the old, worn journal to her chest, the key to unlocking the mystery that had consumed her thoughts for weeks. The moon cast an eerie glow over the abandoned mansion, its windows boarded up and ivy creeping up the walls. Taking a deep breath, Sarah pushed open the creaking door and stepped into the darkness beyond. The floorboards groaned beneath her feet, and she could hear the faint sound of whispers echoing through the hallways. With each step she took, the sense of foreboding grew stronger, but she knew she had to press on. As she reached the grand staircase, a sudden gust of wind extinguished her lantern, plunging her into complete darkness. A cold hand brushed against her own, causing her to gasp in fear. Sarah's breath caught in her throat as she stood frozen in place, the hairs on the back of her neck standing on end.
By Mara Edwardsabout a year ago in Horror
Existing Within the +
While I understand that the Community has made great strides in equality and representation over the decades, I still have to argue that there are many members of the Community that don't get the same representation that everyone else does. I am speaking of those of us in the Community that are reduced to being Represented by the +.
By Mara Edwardsabout a year ago in Pride
