A tale from days of yore

Jun 4, 2020Jun 4, 2020Keith's Ramblings

for Sue Vincent’s #writephoto Thursday Photo Prompt.

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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Sue Vincent Jun 4, 2020 / 15:29

A great bit of ‘history’, Keith 🙂

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- Keith's Ramblings Jun 4, 2020 / 18:02
  
  Thanks so much, Sue.
  
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  - Sue Vincent Jun 4, 2020 / 18:06
    
    🙂
    
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Sadje Jun 4, 2020 / 19:07

Interesting story Keith.

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- Keith's Ramblings Jun 5, 2020 / 12:25
  
  Thanks Sadje.
  
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  - Sadje Jun 5, 2020 / 12:34
    
    You’re welcome Keith
    
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messymimi's meanderings Jun 4, 2020 / 21:25

They were sentenced to be eternal guardians of the town for their dastardly attack, that would be poetic justice.

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- Keith's Ramblings Jun 5, 2020 / 12:22
  
  They could well be. Cheers Mimi.
  
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Shweta Suresh Jun 5, 2020 / 02:00

Ohhhh. A very chilling story, Keith.

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- Keith's Ramblings Jun 5, 2020 / 13:03
  
  Not too chilling I hope Shweta! Thanks so much.
  
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inkdropk Jun 5, 2020 / 14:24

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

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- Keith's Ramblings Jun 5, 2020 / 17:15
  
  Who knows? The truth gets stranger by the day.
  
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kimbladeswritingblog Jun 5, 2020 / 16:44

Hi Keith. An interesting beginning to what I hope will become a longer story.

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Alethea Kehas Jun 5, 2020 / 23:11

A wonderful little tale!

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- Keith's Ramblings Jun 6, 2020 / 08:47
  
  Thanks for dropping by Alethea
  
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kittysverses Jun 6, 2020 / 13:31

An interesting take on the prompt, Keith. 🙂

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- Keith's Ramblings Jun 7, 2020 / 11:09
  
  Thanks so much.
  
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  - kittysverses Jun 7, 2020 / 11:25
    
    You are welcome. 🙂
    
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