Rochelle’s challenge this week is prompted by Dale’s seasonally snowy photo.
The next photo is the PROMPT. Remember, all photos are property of the photographer, donated for use in Friday Fictioneers only. They shouldn’t be used for any other purpose without express permission. It is proper etiquette to give the contributor credit.
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Darkness falls on this winter solstice night.
‘I am Ned Ludd vagrant of this parish, voted Lord of Misrule this wintertime.
‘Sir Stooge, of her majesty’s court my scurvy servant, bring beer and pies from your kitchens.
My Boy Bishop, shall we fling open the Church coffers, throw coins in the air free for all ? It’s the money we paid in tithes.
What say you my gobbling Goose Parsons ? Quaaaack!.
Stoke the fire bella-donnas, no-one shall sleep cold on the frozen ground whilst I am Ruler.
Apparently I’m to be murdered when Solstice is over. No ! I’ll steal away into the darkness and be gone.‘
December 23, 2019 at 8:17 pm
Well, I certainly hope he manages his escape, at least until the following year 🙂 Fun story.
December 30, 2019 at 11:17 am
Thank you Linda, I’m glad you enjoyed the story.
December 21, 2019 at 11:09 am
Ned Ludd, the ghost of Christmas present who sleeps on our street. Of course he is only visible at this time of year.
December 22, 2019 at 1:06 pm
Great comment James, thank you.
December 20, 2019 at 12:31 pm
A bit of holiday cheer set on its ear. Fun story. 😀
December 20, 2019 at 5:13 pm
Thank you Rochelle, a bit of anarchy at Christmas time.
December 20, 2019 at 11:10 am
A perfect tale for the time of year, and like the mash up style 🙂
December 20, 2019 at 5:26 pm
Thanks Iain – I appreciate your comment.
December 20, 2019 at 10:55 am
Love that idea of the lord of misrule and you encapsulate that fun, odd and slightly sinister edge that I’ve felt goes along with the concept. That you never quite know what’s going to happen is unsettling and potentially a license for anarchy! .Great stuff
December 20, 2019 at 5:30 pm
So pleased you liked the story. What you say about the lord of misrule makes great sense, including the sinister edge to it. I have wondered what the ‘authorities’ felt about the practice.
December 28, 2019 at 11:30 am
I’m guessing it was a bit of a safety valve for people, allowing them to let off steam in a controlled way before returning to their lives. I make it sound a bit like The Purge!
December 20, 2019 at 9:32 am
Wow! What fun! A wild romp through Christmases past, from Saturnalia to the eighteenth century. Nice imaginative take on the prompt, Francine.
December 20, 2019 at 10:15 am
So glad you liked my tale Penny. The idea of turning things upside down appeals to me ! At least for a short time.
December 20, 2019 at 11:37 am
Boris doing the washing up, and Francine ruling the roost? Sounds like a good deal to me!
December 20, 2019 at 3:51 am
I like the in-the-moment feel to your story. In order to lead a movement you need to stay alive. Sounds like a party until he slips away in the dark.
December 20, 2019 at 10:22 am
Thank you for your comment, glad you liked the ‘in the moment’ of the story.Interesting point about the leader staying alive.
December 20, 2019 at 7:48 pm
December 19, 2019 at 11:20 pm
What a wonderfully whimsical tale, Francine!
December 20, 2019 at 10:30 am
Thank you Dale – pleased you liked the story – a bit of anarchy at Christmas time !
December 20, 2019 at 1:12 pm
Best time for it!
December 19, 2019 at 6:26 pm
Not such an idiot then, that Ned
December 20, 2019 at 4:53 pm
Thank you Neil. Think Ned is wily and will live to tell the tale another day.
December 19, 2019 at 5:57 pm
One day to live like a king, then kaput 🙂
December 20, 2019 at 5:07 pm
Thank you for your comment Ali. Rather drastic turn-around for a Lord of Misrule !
December 19, 2019 at 5:51 pm