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Eddie Lay

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jan, 2020

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Twisted Blade

Eddie Lay

Submitted to Contest #294

Seventeen-year-old Evelyn had been fascinated by the stories told in the Great Hall of Seraphine her entire life. The "Old Ones" enjoyed telling tales of heroes, dragons, and magic, each trying to top the one before it. Therefore, no one knew which was true and which was not. Evelyn's attention heightened when her father, Tharn, the blacksmith, told the story of a legendary weapon known as the Twisted Blade. Tharn said the blade was forged by a master blacksmith who poured his soul into its creation, giving it an otherworldly power to whoeve...

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Eddie Lay

Adam Wilson flagged down a taxi and climbed into the back seat. "Take me to the 500 Race Track, please. Adam glanced at the card with the driver's name, "Joe." "This must be your first time to visit the Speedway." "How did you know?" "Because the track is closed. There won't be a race for a couple more months." "I didn't know that, but it's fine; I'm not here to see the race." "You came for the museum then. It's fantastic; you can't imagine all the vintage cars there. I've been several times and never get tired of going." "The museum sounds...

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Dreamland

Eddie Lay

Submitted to Contest #186

DREAMLAND “There you go, all tucked in.” “My pillow needs scrunched up, Daddy.” “Is that better?” “My covers are untucked, Daddy.” “If you quit squirming around, you won’t get untucked. Now close your eyes and go to sleep.” “But I’m not sleepy.” “It’s way past your bedtime; you should be sleepy. If you close your eyes, you’ll be off to Dreamland in no time.” “Where’s Dreamland?” “Dreamland is a magical place where Unicorns romp, bunnies hop, and Fairies play.” “Have you ever been to Dreamland?” “Oh, yes, many times whe...

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Aaron Tuttle

Eddie Lay

Submitted to Contest #27

Seventeen-year-old Aaron Tuttle straitens his tie and attempts to smooth the wrinkles from his tuxedo jacket. Removing one sweaty hand from the corsage box, he wipes it on his trouser leg and rings the doorbell. The door opens, and his date’s father invites him in. A faint smell of Cinnamon Apple from the Yankee Candle on the small table beside him fills his senses until Jackie enters from the living room. Her poufy blue off-the-shoulder gown almost touches the floor. Light brown hair cascades down to her shoulders in waves where a small gol...

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