Just Thinking
Is there a place where I may sit and contemplate the many fine individuals who have left this land. That time has come when I must take stock, and then move forward. So many are missing from my band of warriors, I fear for the nation’s future. But then they say that no one knows the future. Perhaps that is right, but I doubt it.
For I know I will die, and so I fear for those who follow in my foot steps. Where will they find succour when we have lost so many today. Forester may we rest here a while.
Why I thank you sir, ‘tis a seat fit for a king. A king who has won a battle but not the war.
Now arise my merry band, we ride to Hastings, our duty to perform.
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Poor King Harold – if only he knew how it would play out…
I think had he not been struck by the arrow, he may have won the battle. Then I wonder how history would remember him.
He is able to sit and contemplate all the men he has lost in the battle and knows that he hasn’t won the war. I wonder if he has enough men left to win the war? Great story Mike!
Thank you PJ. He would die from a arrow, and so a Norman king ‘William the Conqueror’ would rule England. In my story I tried to imagine how Harold Godwinson [King Harold the second] felt before meeting the Norman king in battle.
I’m not familiar with the story but I really liked your story!
Thank you PJ. Being at school was not my scene, but I enjoyed history, for it seemed and felt like telling stories. Little did I know then that I would write my own stories.
Hahaha! Little did we know what we would turn out to be or do.
I suspected this was about Norman invasion when I first read it but was not sure which Harold. A wonderful take on this one.
Glad you enjoyed it, it was a bit philosophical. It was my take on Harold Godwinson as he rested and prepared to deal with a Norman invasion of his kingdom. Harold Godwinson was also known as King Harold the second, the last Saxon king of England..
I’ll keep my eyes open living as I do just outside Hastngs and very near the beach where his lot came ashore in 1066!
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It often seems that battles are won and lost on the wings of fate. My regards to you and Hastings.
I must admit that I have no idea who this king is, but I liked your moody take.
Loved that you felt the mood in this story, thank you.