Original Wallace Monument #writephoto

This impressive monument in Stirling Scotland overlooks the scene of patriot, and martyr Sir William Wallace’s most important victory in the Battle of Stirling Bridge.  It was closed down when the new monument was built in 1869.  England used tyranny and terror to rule Scotland, but eventually the two countries faced each other at the Battle of Stirling Bridge in 1297, where Scotland was led by William Wallace and his victory made him a national hero.  Wallace desired peace and freedom which united the country’s clans, gained the loyalty of its people, struck fear into his enemies and defied the cruel hand of an evil, warring and invading King Edward I of England.  Stirling was the main entry point to the north of Scotland, so it was here, just north of Stirling Bridge, on the Abbey Craig that Wallace encamped with his army.  Mel Gibson directed and starred as Wallace in the 1995 American epic war film Braveheart, one of my favorite movies.

Written for Sue Vincent’s October 12, 2017 Thursday photo prompt – Tower

There Be Dragons Amongst Us

The above image was used as inspiration to create this post.

Jim said, “I have written several posts that have included dragons (Last Word on Dragons, The Gods Made Me Write This, The Game is On, He Had the Tattoo and Descending Down into Tartarus) and damned if this is not another one of those dragons.”  Dango said, “Yes I can clearly see his head and his mouth and one of his front legs, now that you mention it.”  Jim replied, “What makes you think that the dragon is a he?”  Dango replied, “I just assumed it was a he and in about another minute it will be completely faded away, so there will be no way either of us will be able to determine that.”

Jim said, “Yea it really does not matter whether the dragon is a male or a female, the important thing is that Houston is getting 6.5 points tonight in the game and I think that they will win outright.”  Dango replied, “You don’t actually think that I would ever take advice from you again, since you told me to bet it all on double zero the last time we were in Vegas.”  Jim said, “OK let’s just have a good time and sing.
Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist
in a land called Honnah Lee
Little Jackie Paper loved that rascal Puff
And brought him strings and sealing wax and other fancy stuff, oh!
Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Honnah Lee
Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Honnah Lee
Together they would travel on a boat with billowed sail
Jackie kept a lookout perched on Puff’s gigantic tail
Noble kings and princes would bow whene’er they came
Pirate ships would lower their flags when Puff roared out his name, oh!
Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Honnah Lee
Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Honnah Lee
A dragon lives forever but not so little boys
Painted wings and giant rings make way for other toys
One grey night it happened, Jackie Paper came no more
And Puff that mighty dragon, he ceased his fearless roar
His head was bent in sorrow, green scales fell like rain
Puff no longer went to play along the cherry lane
Without his life-long friend, Puff could not be brave
So Puff that mighty dragon sadly slipped into his cave, oh!
Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Honnah Lee
Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Honnah Lee”

Written for Sue Vincent’s September 14, 2017 Photo prompt round-up – Fading 

Contacting The Dead

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The séance where our medium will attempt to make contact with your dead loved ones is straight ahead. You must leave now, if you do not believe in the possibility of communicating with the dead, as your belief is necessary for this to work.  The experiences that we share together may be intense, so this is not for the faint of heart.  We will all sit around an oval table, where several candle will be lit and food (usually fruit, bread and some type of soup) will be present.  Both the candles and food are believed to attract spirits who are looking for a warm place and sustenance.

Madam Lugosi will be in charge, as she has conducted many séances and she has psychic abilities.  She will tell you exactly what to do and when to do it.  Once the candles are lit, all the lights will be dimmed to eliminate any distractions, hand over all of your cell phones to me now, as you will not need them when you get inside.  You may take any seat and when Madam Lugosi arrives she will ask everyone to join hands. Every participant must speak these words together in order to summon the spirits, “Our beloved [name of spirit], we bring you gifts from life into death.  Commune with us, (name of spirit), and move among us.”

You should wait patiently for a response.  If none comes, repeat the chant until the spirit responds.  If and when the spirit responds via some means determined by Madam Lugosi, or through her, then ask your questions.  Try to keep it simple at first and ask only yes or no questions, till the spirit warms up to the group.  This might be one rap for a yes response, or two raps for no.  If a spirit chooses to speak through the medium, you may ask it any kind of question.  Sometimes a spirit may be upset and then the séance will get out of hand, Madam Lugosi will know when this is happening and she will end the séance by breaking the circle of hands, extinguishing the candles and turning on the lights.  When you’re done with your questioning, make sure that you thank the spirit for joining you and tell them to go in peace before you break the circle of hands and extinguish the candles.

Billy said, “Give me my cell phone back now, as I don’t believe in any of this shit.”

Written for Sue Vincent’s September 14, 2017 Thursday photo prompt – Scattered 

Confefe Egg Shell – Cracked #writephoto

That rare bird hatched out of that broken shell over there on the ground.  We did not know what to name it and then somebody came up with the name Confefe, because it actually resembles President Trump.  This curious creature has the same sharp blue eyes and it is sporting a similar hairstyle as the Donald.  The Confefe has fascinated the world since its discovery last month and this enigma of bird actually struts about like he is in command.

Thursday photo prompt – Cracked #writephoto
Posted on August 24, 2017 by Sue Vincent

Last Chance

General Willey Bird commander of the 101 Screaming Eagle paratrooper division said, ‘I think he should be coming out of that tent soon, as the wind just shifted and now it is blowing out to sea.  He has been sitting in that tent for four hours and this is his last chance.  I gave him the option of diving off of this cliff, or jumping from the top of the Golden State bridge and he chose this place, which was a wise decision.  If he wasn’t related to the Postmaster General, he would not have even gotten this second chance and right now he would be facing court marshal charges for dereliction of duty.

He should have jumped out of the plane the other day with the rest of the troops on the practice jump. The Sergeant tried to shove him out, but he hung on with a death grip and managed to stay in the plane.  I play golf with the Postmaster General and he begged me to give his nephew one more chance.  I have some Navy Seals waiting to help him when he hits the water and if he does not jump off that cliff in another twenty minutes, I will send a helicopter up there to forcibly bring him down.  Look he is out of the tent, he better not chicken out this time.’

Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo Thursday photo prompt

City of Stone

On a secluded mountain mesa, I shouted, ‘I am sure this is the way to the ancient ruins of the legendary city of stone, which was once inhabited by the Incas.  This has to be the trail that the famous archaeologist explorer Arthur Fact reported when he was last here in 1924.  So many years have gone by since he disappeared in the remote regions of these mountains on his last mission to find this place again.  Look at that where the stone structure gives the impression of a fortress, that must date back a good many years.  I am going to be so famous for discovering and exploring this lost city.’

We walked past the precision-cut stone wall that was constructed without mortar in that renown Inca architecture style.  I said, ‘Legends of this lost city have been told for hundreds of years, by various explorers and prospectors who got a glimpse of what lies beyond the jungle foliage.  Some of these tales say that the Indians took refuge from Spanish conquistadores here in this mystical, Eden-like paradise from which no one has ever returned from.  It is very possible that we will find some gold or at the very least a remarkable untouched stone sculpture that has been left since the city was abandoned.  Any artifact that we find will make this trip through the jungle worthwhile.  We can take all the pictures that we want, but we will not be able to do any excavating, till we get written permission from the Archeology Society.  Make sure that you stay clear of those Burgamansia leaves, as I heard that contacting them might make you hallucinate.’

For Sue Vincent’s Thursday photo prompt

Don Quixote is Coming

Sancho Panza declared, ‘The man of La Mancha never showed up, I have been waiting by this broken down windmill since midnight.’  The man in the field said, ‘He may be out slaying a monster, or perhaps he has fallen off his horse again, it could be that he got drunk and passed out in that tavern, or possibly he got into one of those farting contests that he loves so much.’


Sue Vincent’s Thursday photo prompt