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Tim Law

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Oct, 2019

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To save young Prince Thomas

Tim Law

Submitted to Contest #66

Knight of the Realm, Ser Louisa de Griffin surveyed the land that extended beyond the ridge. With her helm up she could clearly smell the sulfur and burning limestone. The valley was pocketed with tiny pools of lava, what earth she could see was probably not stable. “What are you thinking?” asked Michael, Ser Louisa’s loyal page. He was fifteen, small for his age but strong. Ser Louisa knew if she asked him to Michael would happily carry whatever she thought she might need. Walking in to a dragon’s den though it was not worth risking two liv...

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Rosemary's Kindness

Tim Law

Submitted to Contest #65

Rosemary remembered the first time she saw the boy. His chestnut hair so glossy was half hidden under a bleach blonde wig. He was hunched over with a big hump on his back. That Halloween he had dressed as Quasimodo. He had stood on her porch and politely knocked. Rosemary thought he could not have been more than seven years old and in her opinion seven was way too young to be out alone. “Come in,” she had said and encouraged the boy to enter her home. It had not been until after, when she had spoken with her daughter about the strange visi...

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The Golden Apple

Tim Law

Submitted to Contest #63

The first day of autumn saw that it was by then a week that Hans and Rebecca had had naught to eat but the dry almost stale bread they could beg from their neighbors. Times were indeed tough; the village of Nin had a gold mine that had sadly run dry. Those who could grow coaxed from the hard packed earth carrots, turnips, even some potatoes. Those whom had once served the mine and had the might physic chose to leave when the riches vanished. Those foolish enough to think they could coax a little more from the dry veins of the rock ventured f...

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How it could have been

Tim Law

Submitted to Contest #61

This is how I imagine it could have happened. More confident, perhaps some might suggest cocky, with no sportiness or experience about me I would still ask. After finding a quiet moment, before she reached her little black car in the school carpark I would have taken a deep breath and said “Would you come to the formal with me?” And she would have seen my confidence and she would have recognized the courage it had taken to ask such a question. With a smile and a flutter of those amazing eyes she would have said “Yes, I’d love to go with you....

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Mine

Tim Law

its mine. ive the last wun. so much life such potential in this little seed. i no where i haf to go. the old wich said that the seed will gro best by the C. so for too weeks ive been walking. first i had to leave the citee, say gud by to my home n my room. the old wich wuz calling me in my dreems, my thorts and i cud see her face in the brite red sky. it wuz my destiny and i needed to travel fast. when u r only six there is only so far ur bike can go n only so fast to. my bike brok wen i wuz haf way there but i did nt no ther wuz still so mu...

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The Old Man's Words

Tim Law

Submitted to Contest #59

I spoke the words the old man had taught me and at first I was disappointed. Nothing seemed to be happening; the mirror merely showed me my reflection, mocking my inadequacies. I thought back on how I had been taught to pronounce those foreign syllables, that awkward language. I replayed those words, the infliction of each, and the way my mouth had felt when the old one had cackled gleefully assuring me I had the incantation perfect. As I pondered for that moment where and when I had spoken wrongly it occurred to me his final advice, patienc...

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Mister Wolf

Tim Law

Submitted to Contest #56

“Mister Wolf, please make the acquaintance of Madam Generous,” announced the party’s host Damian Foresworn. I nodded at the lady in the peacock suit who hid behind a half formed mask. I myself felt well concealed in my canine disguise. I detected something behind that beak and too much pinkness that I thought I knew. Those watery blue and grey eyes, or at least the one I could clearly view reminded me of a girl I knew and a VERY memorable night in Paris. “Mister Wolf, your first fundraiser?” the flamingo fluted. “Perhaps yes, perhaps no,” I ...

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We almost lost you

Tim Law

Submitted to Contest #56

Nicholas John, as I hold you in my arms I consider just how lucky we are to have you. Not only do you have two other siblings sadly lost before we, your mum and dad could welcome them into this world as we are welcoming you but also your birth was a miracle in itself. We were so very lucky this morning that the doctor arrived just in the nick of time (ha ha) to save you. The amount of wriggling and jiggling you did during those nine months inside your mum managed to wrap that life giving cord around and around that little neck of yours. Ther...

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The tale of Louise and Dave

Tim Law

Submitted to Contest #56

A thick application of ruby red around the lips, eyes that sparkled and a killer dress too; Louise was ready to meet this stranger her friend Michelle had sworn was her perfect match. Even though she knew she looked amazing Louise still could not help but feel a touch anxious. The last time she had been to Tony’s Steakhouse she had been dumped by her long time fiancé David. “Madam may I take your coat?” asked the maître d’. Louise shrugged off the black shrug that hung about her shoulders. “As you wish,” she said, noncommittal. “Have you mad...

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Once a year

Tim Law

Submitted to Contest #53

Finally it has arrived. That one weekend a year the two of you get the chance to escape. Escape from all the pressures of work, the distractions of home and of course the kids. Your three delightful offspring have gone to Grandma’s or Aunt and Uncle’s house or the home of a friend to stay. For two nights there is only the two of you, a chance to reconnect. The trip is a long one, only two hours in the car but it takes all day what with the stops along the way at wineries (many of those) and of course the beach. You both love wine and the p...

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A Voyage of Finality

Tim Law

Submitted to Contest #51

Samantha Starview slumped at the controls of her Cruiser and starred out at the void beyond. The ship was on auto, bleeping rhythmically to inform the pilot that its course remained true. Sam ignored the staccato tune, her mind elsewhere; the bridge, the day of the downpour, that family who chose to step into the path of her vehicle without thinking to look. Sam wiped away a single tear, her mind had become a dark place since that day, since she had decided to switch the hatchback to manual drive, cocky and confident in thinking a little sto...

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So not a goanna

Tim Law

Submitted to Contest #49

The knitting needles went clickety clack, clickety clack. Her grey, wispy hair blew gently in the air conditioning. A happy smile played across her wrinkly face. There was a whoosh as a juggernaut locomotive pulled in to the station. Grandmother Pamela’s knitting was carefully placed back into her calico bag before she leapt to her feet with a sprightly leap. “Is it my special visitor, Station Master?” Grandmother Pamela asked sweetly. “So sorry, Grandmother Pamela,” apologized the old man wearing the brown Station Master’s cap. “Is this not...

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The Story of Mary-Lou

Tim Law

Submitted to Contest #48

You have all seen Soup-er Woman. Don’t try and deny it! I know you have. She is that young girl flying across the horizon searching for danger, making you wonder where those freakish, leathery wings came from. She wears that pink headband and those funky boots but her undies are always on the inside. You may have been a passenger on that runaway subway car she stopped with her extra arms last week or you may know the parachutist she rescued from that cliff top in that National Park two months ago with those elongated limbs. Either way I am s...

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My arrival

Tim Law

Submitted to Contest #47

You looked out the window and, not for the first time, thought about how wrong the weather forecast had been. The middle of July would not normally be so cold and those storm clouds had certainly looked out of place for mid-summer. “Drive safe today all you cool cats!” crackled the radio in your car. “A strange storm is brewing.” You turned off the radio as it was fading in and out as if something had been weakening the signal. That was your pet hate, when things did not work as you had expected them to. A large raindrop had fallen from the ...

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Heidi's Story

Tim Law

Submitted to Contest #46

His wife Heidi sighed, a contented sigh. The final brushstroke had just been applied to the last page of her children’s story. “It is done,” Heidi announced and smiled. “Do I have your permission to see?” asked Tim her husband. He was an author in his own right but had never been brave enough to create a story for as honest an audience as kids. “Of course,” Heidi stated with confidence as she stepped back from her creation. Tim rose and moved away from the keyboard where he was about half way through his American Spy manuscript, the sixth in...

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