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The Valley of Lost Things – #Whatdoyousee

17th March 2020 — 12

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Fiction

The Valley of Lost Things – #Whatdoyousee

17th March 2020 — 12

This is my take on Sadje’s fun weekly writing prompt What Do You See? The challenge, to write a poem or story using the great image below. I’ve gone with a bit of fantasy story for this one (~400 words). Be sure to check out the other great takes and if you’re not already, why not consider having a go yourself.

Reaching the summit, she regretted not wearing something warmer. An icy wind blew in from the north, and where it met the scorching desert winds of the south, the elements battled. She’d been a child the last time she stood above the valley, her father by her side. The valley of lost things, he’d called it, and they’d stood for hours watching the spectacular tempest. Nature’s fury only matched by the ferocity of the battle that raged far below. When the clash of steel and screams of men faded on the breeze, with arcs of red lightning blazing across the heavens, her father had left, leaving her to face the storm alone.

A lifetime in exile, the last of her bloodline, she’d roamed the world a pariah. The vile spawn of a tyrant whose name was a death sentence to any who uttered it. She’d lived every day as if it was her last and survived many nights when it nearly was. But with each new dawn, she grew stronger, more determined, and in the shifting sands, she found allies, many.

After two decades in the wilderness, she returned to her homelands a stranger. No longer the frightened little girl who’d fled into the night all those years ago. Those that had persecuted her made the mistake of writing her off. Even though their outrageous bounty remained unclaimed. They should have known better. Instead, they’d become decadent, weak. One thought kept her going, driving her on. She would find what her father had lost and reclaim what was rightly hers.

It was an ill wind that whipped the tears from her eyes as she stared up at the imagined face of her father in an enormous cloud. They’d called him a tyrant. Little did they realise. She was her father’s daughter, she’d have them know that. All who’s folly had been to covert her throne. Below, a cacophony of carnage echoed around the canyon walls, the sound of footsteps approaching. She did not turn. With a flick of her hand, her General spoke. “Empress, we have routed the enemy. Shall we pull back?”

She would show them the same mercy they had shown her and in the process, they’d come to know what real tyranny was. Many things would be lost in the valley today. Turning, she thought she saw a wry smile play across her father’s ghostly face. “No General. It ends here!”


Image courtesy of Stefan Keller from Pixabay

12 comments

  • Chris Hall

    17th March 2020 at 3:29 pm

    Fabulous. Literally!

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    • Chris

      17th March 2020 at 3:59 pm

      Thanks Chris. A welcome diversion from horror.

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  • -Eugenia

    17th March 2020 at 4:34 pm

    Wow! Bravo!

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  • judeitakali

    17th March 2020 at 6:59 pm

    This is an exceptionally written story, followed it through to the end

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  • Sadje

    17th March 2020 at 8:03 pm

    Great story telling. Thanks

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    • Chris

      17th March 2020 at 8:25 pm

      Thanks Sadje, glad you like it.

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      • Sadje

        17th March 2020 at 9:05 pm

        You’re welcome. I left a comment on your blog too. But it has disappeared.

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        • Chris

          17th March 2020 at 9:07 pm

          Odd I seem to see it. WordPress having some fun I’m guessing.

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          • Sadje

            17th March 2020 at 10:23 pm

            They are doing strange things.

  • Jules

    18th March 2020 at 7:01 pm

    This very much reminds me of the Queen Boudica legend. Though unfortunately she did not have the same success. I only watched an episode of Expedition Unknown with Josh Gates that explored Boudica last week 🙂

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    • Chris

      18th March 2020 at 7:36 pm

      Sad to admit my only recent knowledge of Boudica is from the horrible histories : rotten romans movie. I laughed far too much at that film. I suspect Boudica’s origin back story may have been somewhat abridged and updated for a teenage audience. I’m going to have to go look up the truth now just so I don’t feel like a total neanderthal ;-).

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      • Jules

        18th March 2020 at 7:41 pm

        Short version… The Romans attempted to take over ‘Britain’ which was full of it’s clans. They beat up the Queen and and raped her daughters. She tried to fight back and destroyed a few Romans and their strongholds. Showed them similar mercy? All warring is questionable.

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