Timothy Rennels

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2023

Stories (20)

20 Stories

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“Lost” by Timothy Rennels

Submitted to Contest #192

Lost Slogging through the weeks with leaden feet, day by day the cement of despair slowly drips into my body. As the realization sinks in it hardens to seize the breath from my lungs, the color from the sky, and the musical sounds of happiness ringing through the halls of our home. My wife, and life, have slowly slipped into the haze of my hopelessness. I am a cement robot, a functioning avatar that satisfies expectations for now. For seven years… Piper was the joy that painted our lives bright colors. She was the heart...

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“The Fire in Your Eyes” by Timothy Rennels

Submitted to Contest #189

The Fire in Your Eyes It was so terribly cold. Snow was falling, and it was almost dark. The snow fell past the one window of the room, whose only light was the blinking of red and green that counted down your time. You lay, a moments rest, respite from your vigil. You fear the end so you feel your watchfulness will delay it, might thwart the eternal embrace of death. I sit in the room on a chair next to your bed. I hesitate to lay my hand on yours, not that I might feel the blood weakly pulsing through your paper-thin vein...

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“Vengeance Served Cold” by Timothy Rennels

Submitted to Contest #187

VENGEANCE SERVED COLD " Am I not Bar-Tigar, lord of all lands I roam?" He looked down at the pulsing red jets that spurted from the throat of the boar. " I honor you by taking your flesh and freeing your spirit, continuing the circle." He lapped at his still twitching prey, curved hooks pointing towards his throat, called papillae, coated his tongue, ripping off layers of hide and flesh with each pass. The tender pork exposed was a delicacy he could not resist. Holding its body do...

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“The Siege of Montreuil” by Timothy Rennels

Submitted to Contest #186

THE SIEGE OF MONTREUIL “Hey! You! I see you down there! Wake up! Are you going to lay in the mud all day? Come and fight, you invading biscuit headed Englander!” “I am awake, you truffle snuffler! How can a man sleep when you caw like a raven from your perch on that wall? You woke me from a dream of your mum. She was stomping some grapes in a big tub with her bare feet. Want to hear more?” “I do not want to hear anything from you, you British bootlick. You are all alone? W...

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“Finders Keepers” by Timothy Rennels

Submitted to Contest #185

FINDERS KEEPERS by Timothy B. Rennels"It's mine and you can't have it!"The boy pulled the stick he had found on the sidewalk from his sister's hands."What would I want with your old stick anyways? Get a move on now, Mr. Perkle's not waitin' on us again."Clack-clack-clack-ack-ack-ack… Parker Lee Thompson ran the stick he held against the iron pickets of the fence outside ReXall Drugs. The fence didn't flinch from its duty of protecting the storefront from intrusions from th...

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Author bio

"Who knows what evil lurks in the hearts of men?" Mr. Readick's voice introducing the radio program, "The Shadow", led to my internal answer whispered in awe. " The Shadow knows!" It got me every time. But to my young mind it wasn't enough that the Shadow knew, I wanted to know! My short stories and unpublished novel all reflect that quest, no, that obsession to know...what the Shadow knows.