Hamadryad
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Joined 12-27-14, id: 1007648, Profile Updated: 09-29-19
Author has written 8 stories for Horror, Love, Young Adult, Religion, and Sci-Fi.

I wish I could write.

My dream is to open up my stories and climb deeper down inside.

I wish I could write.

My dream is to let people know things about me through my stories that I couldn't tell them myself.

I wish I could write.

My dream is to be able to share the beloved characters that entered my stories when I didn't even know what I was doing.

I wish I could write, something that makes others feel as thrilled and cheerful as I do when reading Diana Wynne Jones or J.M. Barrie.

My dream is to love what I'm dreaming.

~Hamadryad~


"They continued walking, he in front striking a path, and she watched him. She examined him closely now, that she could, and she could finally form an image of him in her mind, and she believed she could keep it there. She wanted to add an image of Stellar into her treasures.

~His hair was darkening, turning orange like autumn, and he wore a crown, she felt it was truth that he was a prince and a king.

His eyes were circles, their blackness becoming bright orange and flecked with yellow. They were filled with utmost innocence, like the ocean for it can never spill out, like a cup of sunshine for it will never be drunk. He had no airs, he was truly a child, and full of curiosity and adventure. A love of life and learning was on him.

His mouth crumbled like cookies. It smiled often, it smiled sweetly.

His legs were shaped like a chicken's, with three long toes and one small one tucked in the back. They were shiny and new, pale yellow. She remembered holding a small rooster's feet in her hands, but she could never hold Stellar's in her hand.

Though he was a chicken, his hands were normal, beautiful hands like porcelain or marble. She saw one by his side and knew it was soft forever like a million flower petals.~

She squeezed her eyes shut and tried to remember everything, everything about him that she could, and not forget it. She wanted to always remember him."

--Remember by Hamadryad


Hi, I'm Hamadryad!

I'm glad to be a writer. Long ago, I learned that I had a talent in it. Like a child, I wrote through pure passion: passion of writing, and writing about my passions (which at the time were getting skinny, Gerard Way, and lots o' Gothic stuff :)

Young as I was, I took talent to mean I was done, I was there, I was a great writer! No work to be done. Haha, finally I've learned the truth. I feel like when we realize we are talented at something, it's God giving us a glimpse of what we could be, one that leads us to train in an area we can excel at and use to gladden others.

So now, after a horrible time of being angry at myself and writing, I'm going to practice and learn and be humble, until I can call myself a good writer.


I am trying to do Reedsy Prompts once in a while.

Before You Could Talk is from the Reedsy prompt: Start with two siblings having a fight. Base the story on dialogue.

Am I Mistaken? is from the Reedsy prompt: Write a story about a group of people who meet every month to air out their mistakes.

It's a good practice and fun! I recommend.

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Am I Mistaken?
Short story written from the Reedsy prompt: Write a story about a group of people who meet every month to air out their mistakes.
Fiction: Young Adult - Rated: T - English - Romance/Spiritual - Chapters: 1 - Words: 3,071 - Published: 9/28/2019 - Complete
Before You Could Talk
A short story written from a Reedsy prompt: "Write a story that starts with an argument between two siblings." I was also supposed to focus on dialogue. The name of the main character popped into my head, then when I looked it up there were those spiritual things about it saying that people with that name are known to be chatty and work on relationships. That was kinda cool.
Fiction: Sci-Fi - Rated: K+ - English - Family/Drama - Chapters: 1 - Words: 1,791 - Published: 5/28/2019
The Psycho Dispatch
"We're all sinking, sinking, to the bottom of the ocean here. None of us, has a way to get back up." Rated T for violence and mature themes
Fiction: Young Adult - Rated: T - English - Mystery/Romance - Chapters: 36 - Words: 9,514 - Updated: 3/5/2019 - Published: 4/8/2018
Up the steps
'Up the steps of a relationship' re-do
Poetry: Love - Rated: K+ - English - Romance/Spiritual - Chapters: 1 - Words: 477 - Published: 12/4/2018 - Complete
Up the steps of a relationship
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Poetry: Love - Rated: K+ - English - Romance/Spiritual - Chapters: 1 - Words: 305 - Published: 5/24/2018 - Complete
i'll explain why i'm wandering
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Poetry: Religion - Rated: K - English - Poetry/Spiritual - Chapters: 1 - Words: 73 - Published: 5/11/2018 - Complete
keep, empty of me reviews
Love 'kept safe' from the unworthiness and unpleasantness of a girl blinded by self-aversion.
Poetry: Love - Rated: K+ - English - Poetry/Romance - Chapters: 1 - Words: 69 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 11/8/2017 - Complete
Rosewater Poem
A short story I wrote for a Halloween contest, for under 1500 words. I didn't win, but it was an educational and fun undertaking, trying to complete an idea in so few words. :) The story plays a bit with traditional representations of death and ghosts, and talks about emotions more than a horror story probably should, so I'm not sure it's scary enough!
Fiction: Horror - Rated: T - English - Horror/Poetry - Chapters: 1 - Words: 1,306 - Published: 11/4/2017 - Complete