The stones were old, very old. Things had happened here. I laid my hand flat on a dressed block, and my palm tingled. The past spoke through me. There was smoke, and screams, and the clash of metal. A warrior king strode the battlements, looking out to sea, desperate to glimpse allied sails.
I possessed a gift.
Like anyone blessed with The Sight, I endured mockery.
My wife brandished the site guide. “Don, this was a granary, not a castle.”
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Oh poor Don – and in his defence I’m pretty sure plenty of battles have taken place in granaries! People can be very particular about their grain.
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I don’t think much will shake Don’s faith in his gift
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I believe and trust Don. There is so much of history buried in the past that guide books/leaflets tend to leave out the the parts that might offend their sensitive tourists.
Even local history here hails Wallace as a great Scottish hero, yet during his attack on the English Sheriff in Lanark many (200) of the local people were killed by his men as they ransacked the town. (documented history from the time).
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The present is fixed. The past is mutable
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Let Don have his dreams say I
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There are hours iof harmless fun in the debate of that proposition
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Nicely done, Neil. Well done.
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Thanks Mason
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Such a curse to have the Sight! Particularly when the Sight conflicts with the guidebooks 95% of the time…
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He remains undaunted
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Haha! The wife has spoken. Avoid a battle. Very creative, Neil. 🙂
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Thanks so much, Terveen
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We took a similar path, I think for the first time ever! Nicely done. I’m with Don, Granary’s need defending too.
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That’s what my granary and grapappy told me
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I like how the wife brandished the site guide. Nice touch.
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Someone has to keep their feet on the ground
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Even on vaca!? I suppose…
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There is ancient energy in them there rocks … pooh on wifey for spoiling his fun.
I liked this, Neil.
Isadora 😎
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Thanks so much, Isadora
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Well, the Alamo was a tavern as well as a church, but it’s known for neither. Well conceived and told, Neil.
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Thanks so much, Bill
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Ha! Don’s missus has got his number. Bit unkind of her to point it out, though. Imaginative take on the prompt, Neil.
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Thanks so much, Penny. I think living with Don’s flights of fancy might try the patience of a saint.
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Ah, the wife knows little of the fights fought. Be it inside Don’s mind, or in the battlefields of old. …
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That’s exactly what he tells his friend Walter Mitty
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Well then … 😉
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Some gifts need to be returned or regifted. Don seems like he could get into trouble playing with his “gift.”
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So far, he’s been harmless, but you’re right, it may not always be so
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It’s his story and he’s sticking to it… I chuckled.
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He sees things that others do not
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Some of the most bloodthirsty battles I have ever read about took place in granaries. At least I think that’s what I read. Nice one, Neil.
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Thanks so much, Sandra
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Let Don be madam, I’m sure he doesn’t mock your idiosyncrasies!
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Well said, Keith
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Sounds like Don’s wife has mocked his gift many times over the years. But I trust his visions!
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You do? Is that wise?
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Maybe, maybe not
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Dear Neil,
Who’s to say that battles weren’t fought at the granary? This made me grin.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Don says you’re his friend for ever
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😉
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What you have to put up with. Geeze….
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Which one? Don? Or his wife?
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Loved it, Neil. That made me smile. You write the unappreciated genius character well. 🙂
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Thanks so much David. It comes, perhaps, from being an unappreciated genius
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what a great imagination. as usual, it takes a wife to bring him back to reality. 🙂
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Thanks so much
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It must drive Don mad, knowing the truth but never believed.
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He tends to rise blithely above it all
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They sound like a good pair. Wife keeps Don from floating too far from reality, and Don adds a bit of zing to his wife’s oh so logical approach to things. Well balanced, I’d say. Great story. Most entertaining.
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Thanks so much, Margaret
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Nicely done! The Sight sounds far more interesting than the travel guide.
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Our imaginations usually are better than the thing
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Hahaha oh Don. I hear ya buddy!
This is great Neil. Terrific misdirect
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Thanks so much, Laurie
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