A Masked Wryder

“Nobody cared who I was until I put on the mask” Just a writer who very much loves the craft and is pushing for better for himself and fellow writers. #GreyAreaWritingRevived.

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A Masked Wryder

“Nobody cared who I was until I put on the mask” Just a writer who very much loves the craft and is pushing for better for himself and fellow writers. #GreyAreaWritingRevived.

148

Writings

145

Followers

335

Following

The Ceremony

A Masked Wryder

6 min read

[Reader Discretion Advised]

Chapter Nine (Sea Breezes)

It came while she was out.

Just after sunset.

Lena returned to her room with a bag of books and a faint ache between her legs she still hadn’t decided whether to name.

The envelope was the first thing she saw.

Black. Matte. No name.

It sat dead center on the floor, perfectly aligned with the threshold. As if placed with care. As if it...

Drama

Fantasy

Flashes Between Sips

A Masked Wryder

1 min read

There are millions of rooms in the mind of a muse,

All dim-lit with thoughts too wild to choose.

Worlds unfolding with a blink of the eye,

Castles, deserts, lovers—gone by goodbye.

One foot in the grocery aisle,

The other in a kingdom lost to time.

While the barista speaks of soy or oat,

They’re sculpting moons from windswept rhyme.

Traffic lights blink—green, then red,

But in their mind, a pira...

Poetry

Fantasy

Rules Of Entry

A Masked Wryder

8 min read

[Reader Discretion Advised]

Chapter Eight (Sea Breeze)

The door clicked shut behind them.

Ari didn’t speak. She leaned against the wood with her eyes on Lena, hands still in the pockets of her coat. Her hair was damp from the night, curls stuck to her jaw. She looked tired—but not distant.

Present.

Lena stood in the middle of the room, heart beating so hard it hurt her ribs. Her hands ached...

Drama

Fantasy

Three Is A Mirror

A Masked Wryder

8 min read

[Reader Discretion Advised]

Chapter Seven (Sea Breezes)

The text came just after nine.

Ari: Just drinks. Just us. Cal’s place. No performance. Come if you want.

No emoji. No hook. Just enough casualness to feel like bait.

Lena stared at it for a full minute before replying.

Me: Are you sure I’m supposed to be there?

The response came before she could set her phone down.

Ari: You alread...

Drama

Fantasy

The Body Remembers

A Masked Wryder

7 min read

[Reader Discretion Advised]

Chapter Six (Sea Breezes)

The sun was already up when Lena opened her eyes.

She hadn’t moved all night.

The dress still clung to her—wrinkled, damp at the hem, twisted at the waist. Her skin stuck to it in patches, and yet… she couldn’t bring herself to take it off.

She sat up slowly.

The air in the room felt too sharp, like it had teeth. Her thighs ached in ...

Drama

Fantasy

Ari’s Rules

A Masked Wryder

8 min read

[Reader Discretion Advised]

Chapter Five (Sea Breeze)

The message came before sunrise.

Lena woke to the low buzz of her phone against the nightstand, the blue glow of the screen slicing through the dark.

Ari: Don’t wear underwear today.

No punctuation. No greeting. No emoji to soften it.

Just an instruction.

Lena stared at it, still half inside her dream—something about mouths and mirror...

Drama

Fantasy

Do You Want To Be Seen

A Masked Wryder

7 min read

[Reader Discretion Advised]

Chapter Four (Sea Breezes)

She was everywhere again.

Not suddenly—but like fog reentering the coast. Soft, slow, and inevitable.

Ari didn’t say anything when she slipped into the desk beside Lena during morning lecture. She just sat—barefoot as always, legs crossed under the seat, pen between her teeth like she was considering biting it. Her shirt hung off one sh...

Drama

Fantasy

Miles And Miles For Nothing

A Masked Wryder

1 min read

I packed my heart in a weathered bag,

Traced lines on maps that no one had.

Chased sunrise down a rusted rail,

Sailed oceans stitched with salt and hail.

I climbed the spines of foreign peaks,

Listened for what silence speaks.

Wandered deserts cracked and wide,

Praying meaning lived inside.

Cities flickered like cigarette burns,

Each one a lesson no one learns.

I walked through crowds and empty ...

Poetry

Notes Are Never Just Notes

A Masked Wryder

9 min read

[Reader Discretion Advised]

Chapter Three (Sea Breezes)

By the third day, Ari didn’t speak to her.

Not in the kitchen. Not in class. Not in the hallway when their shoulders brushed a little too closely.

It wasn’t coldness. It was worse—it was absence. Like Ari had pulled something out of the air between them and left a void in its place. Like she was waiting to see if Lena would trip into it...

Drama

Fantasy

You Can Watch, But Don’t Touch

A Masked Wryder

11 min read

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Chapter Two (Sea Breezes)

Lena woke to the smell of something sweet and burning.

Sunlight crept sideways through the tall window, slicing the room into pale gold and shadow. For a moment, she forgot where she was. Then she heard it—voices from downstairs. Laughter. Metal clanging against metal. The scrape of chairs. A loud, deep voice—then another, lighter, amus...

Drama

Fantasy