The ring of insight.
Timmy found himself growing restless. It had been a fortnight since his family's move from Thomas City to the tranquil surroundings of Atlantic View, yet he hadn't managed to forge any new friendships. Nestled amidst a serene forest and the vast expanse of the Atlantic Ocean, Atlantic View seemed idyllic, but the solitude of their estate, tucked away in the quietest corner of town, left Timmy longing for companionship.
John had stumbled upon a remarkably cheap offer for an old ranch in Atlantic View online. He seized the opportunity and made the purchase. The ranch, a single-story house with a basement and ample outdoor space, captivated him. With Atlantic View lacking a gym and John being a gym instructor, John envisioned transforming the basement into the town's fitness center.
Timmy paced the sitting room, shifting from one cushion to another, until he stumbled upon a torchlight on one of them. He toyed with the controls, flicking the light on and off until something came to his mind. The father had said the basement light was bad, but here is a touch—a source of light for the adventure down there. He rose from his seat and made his way towards the staircase leading to the basement. He gripped the doorknob and hesitated at the creaking sound before ascending down the wooden stairs.
The basement had small, grimy windows with dead flies on the sill. Cracks marred the cemented floor, and the air hung heavy and musty. Startled by the sudden appearance of a mouse darting over his legs, Timmy let out a shriek and stumbled backward, colliding with an obstacle. He directed the torchlight towards the obstacle, and it revealed several large boxes cloaked in layers of dust. He lifted the lid of one of the boxes and was greeted by a thick cloud of dust that stung his eyes. He blinked away the irritation and waited for the dust to settle before daring to peer inside.
Within the box lay a ring, its gleam rivaling the brilliance of the stars. Timmy stood transfixed, awestruck by its beauty. He contemplated for a moment, then reached out and lifted the ring. As he held it, the ring shone more brightly, emitting a gentle warmth that pulsed in his hands as though it possessed a life force of its own. On it was an inscription engraved: "Feel me and see."
Timmy slid the ring onto his finger, and a wave of dizziness watched over him. His surroundings dissolved into a haze, and he found himself confronting a world beyond his wildest imagination. Timmy saw scenes of bustling cities shrouded in chaos and fear. He witnessed crowded hospitals overrun with patients, their faces contorted in agony as they battled a mysterious illness that swept through the population like wildfire. He saw streets deserted, businesses shattered, and families torn apart by grief and despair.
Timmy removed the ring from his finger. With his heart pounding, he bolted up the stairs, only to find the doors slammed shut. Frantically, he pounded on the door, calling out for his mother. Angela heard her son's cries from the laundry room, rushed to the basement door, and yanked it open. Timmy burst out and enveloped her in a tight embrace.
Angela felt her son trembling in her arms. She wondered what must have transpired in the basement that made her son so afraid. She held him close until his tremors subsided, then gently pulled him away to look into his eyes.
"Timmy, sweetheart, what happened down there?" Angela inquired, her voice filled with concern.
"I'm sorry, mom. I went to the basement because I was bored and and..." he swallowed hard.
"It's okay, Timmy. Take your time," Angela reassured him, her tone gentle and comforting, sensing his hesitation.
"It was a ring, Mom. I put it on, and then I saw things... things that weren't nice," Timmy explained, his voice choked with sobs as he clung tightly to his mother.
Angela couldn't shake off the worry about what might have frightened her twelve-year-old son. After soothing him to sleep, she decided to investigate the basement herself to uncover what had troubled him. There, she discovered the open box and the ring. However, unlike when Timmy had seen it, the ring no longer sparkled; it appeared as just an ordinary gold ring with no inscription. Puzzled, Angela picked it up and ascended the stairs, locking the basement door behind her with a key.
As Timmy and his mother watched the news weeks later, their living room was filled with reports of a new pandemic sweeping across the globe. Timmy's eyes widened in disbelief as he recognized the scenes he had witnessed when he wore the ring playing out before him on the screen. A chill ran down his spine as fear tightened its grip on him.
"Mom, the ring! The ring!" He exclaimed.
"What's wrong, sweetheart? What about the ring?" She asked, her voice filled with worry and concern.
"Mom, the ring. It can see the future. It showed me everything," Timmy explained. "Just watch the TV; you'll see a black man talking about his daughter fighting the pandemic."
True to Timmy's words, a black man appeared on television, speaking about his daughter's struggle with the pandemic. Angela's eyes widened as she witnessed the validation of her son's claim. She retrieved the ring from her jewelry box and hurried back to the living room, where Timmy was still glued to the news.
"If this ring possesses the power you say it does, then put it on again. Perhaps it will reveal the cure to this pandemic, and you could be the hero who saves our world," Angela pleaded.
Timmy took the ring from her, and it started sparkling with the inscription back on it. Angela stood there with her mouth open as her son slid it into his fingers and shut his eyes.
Timmy found himself immersed in a world of scientific discovery. He saw tireless researchers working around the clock, pooling their expertise and resources in a desperate bid to find a solution.
"What do you see?" His mother asked, desperate.
Timmy opened his eyes and removed the ring from his finger. "I saw the solution, Mom. Quick, we need to inform them so they can begin working on it immediately," he exclaimed.
Angela wasted no time and drove her son to the nearest research center, where Timmy recounted everything he had witnessed to the chief scientist. Initially met with skepticism, the scientists decided to give it a try, realizing they had nothing to lose and were desperate for a solution. Timmy's vision proved to be remarkably accurate. With his insights, they developed a cure, and the pandemic was brought under control.
Timmy became popular as the brave little boy who saved the world. News of the ring's prophetic abilities spread rapidly, transforming Atlantic View from a tranquil town into a bustling tourist destination. Visitors flocked in from all corners to witness the magic ring and the remarkable boy who possessed the power to wield it. Yet, despite the newfound attention, the origins of the ring remained shrouded in mystery.
This is fantastic, Timmy saw the future with the help of the ring and was able to stop the pandemic as well.
I enjoyed reading your story.
Yes he did. Thank you so much for stopping by.
Please, it seems you have to direct me to Timmy and his mom because I need this ring as well to see the future of Nigeria. He must have felt like an hero and he didn't just wander around the basement in vain.
I will be happy to find the solution to Nigeria problem like he did.
Hehehhehe! I think I should also find them because I need the ring myself.
That must have been a powerful ring. Timmy is definitely a hero being the only one who weird the power to make use of the ring. This is an enjoyable read.
Thank you so much. I'm glad you enjoyed it.
Hello @zyzymena,
Your idea for a ring that can see the future is interesting. You certainly describe the grimy basement well. When Timmy discovers the ring we are prepared for an unusual event. The scene where his mother finds him is convincing. It is less convincing that he will see a cure, the science world will believe him and all will work out fine. This direction of the plot would need more detailed development to be convincing. The kind of sweeping description you give is not persuasive.
Also, where does John come in? Is he Timmy's father? This is not explained in the story.
This is well written. You have a good idea and a knack for description. We just need a bit more development to bring the story home for the reader.
Thank you for sharing this with us, @zyzymena.
Thank you @theinkwell . Yeah John is Timmy's father. The story was becoming too long and I had to cut out some parts. All the same, I am glad you still enjoyed the story.
That joy that comes when you are recognised in a city for something tremendous. Timi the hero.
You can say that again.
I enjoyed reading your story. It was exciting to read about the power the ring conferred on Tommy alone.
Regards @zyzymena 🌻
Thank you so much. I am glad you enjoyed it.
This is amazing, I enjoyed reading your story and Timmy had already seen what the future holds.
Pleasant to read @zyzymena . Timmy's sincerity served to make his mother believe him and encourage him to see the future again. With that he managed, alerting scientists, a new cure for mankind. Good message!!!
Yeah. It is indeed a good message.
Timmy the ring bearer, I enjoy every bit of this story. But then what is the history of the ring? The mother does seem surprise when she held the ring. She must have known of its power and why was just powerful piece placed at the basement?
No one knows the history of the ring. It remains a mystery and when the mother held it, she didn't feel any of its magical powers. It only worked when tImmy held it.
A ring that can see a problem and still provide the solution is the answer to everything the world has been looking for. If only one can lay his hand on such at a time like this hehehe..
I enjoyed reading through ma, Timmy was a brave boy, Seems like coincidence, I also got a Timmy this week but he's a lover boy😂
Oh wow! Hehhehehee. I guess it's a Timmy week...lol