A tale from days of yore

for Sue Vincent’s #writephoto Thursday Photo Prompt.

 

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On the crispest Winter’s dawn or the balmiest Summer’s noon, a veil of mist hovers over the rocks that watch over the town of Hamelsham.  Some say it’s but a peculiarity of nature whilst others envisage something more sinister.

Few visit there for it’s told that those that do suffer terrible nightmares as a consequence.  Some it’s said, have never returned.

On the fourth day of June in the Year 1720, a masked rider galloped into the market square scattering the townsfolk and dropping to the ground a parchment scroll.   It warned of an imminent attack by a township to the east which intended taking control of Hamelsham and it’s renowned cotton mill.   Quite who he was or why he delivered the warning remains a mystery to this day.

Without delay, the town’s men took up a position shielded by the rocks and awaited their foe.

What followed was a battle in which Hamelsham remained unharmed.  However, each and every member of the opposing force was either slaughtered then and there or died later from their wounds.

Today a statue of the masked horseman stands in the market square.

Some say it’s the ghosts of those that perished one sees surrounding the rocks;  that one day they’ll reincarnate and attempt to fulfil their dastardly mission thereby capturing the town of Hamelsham, its inhabitants and the cotton mill.

 

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20 thoughts on “A tale from days of yore

  1. inkdropk Jun 5, 2020 / 14:24

    Nicely composed Keith….thing is – is the truth stranger than the fiction ??? 🙂

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