Thursday photo prompt: Imagination #writephoto

This little piece of imagination is for Sue Vincent‘s Thursday Photo Challenge. It about Anne Neville and her Husband Richard 3rd of England.

Anne was lost she had been looking for Richard everywhere. Her patience was running very thin, as thin as her veil and her robes. It was transparently clear from the look on her face that she had had enough. As transparent as her body had become.

She had floated from Westminster to this cold carpark in Leicester. Looking around her she found it very difficult to take in what she was seeing. Here she stood in …well what was this place it said CARPARK… But what was a CARPARK.

Standing stark still for a second trying to take in her surroundings, to understand what was happening to her. She was by a wall, a wall decorated with white Lilies on a black background at it’s center was what resembled a black an orange stained glass window.

There was a pole with a round disc on it , white edged in red. It had drawings on it and some writing … It made no sense to Anne.

It actually read please park bumper to bumper. That meant nothing to Anne. As she stood there a youth rushed up and said “don’t move you look amazing stood there the mural makes it look like you have a halo around your head.”

“Look” said the youth “you look great in this photo, I am well impressed.” Then he showed her a small magic box that held her image the wall painting did indeed give her a halo.

The lad was off and running to meet his mates his magic box in his hand.

Anne turned and shivered, she called Richard several times before he finally answered her.

He took one look at her face and said, ” you are not happy are you madam” he smiled hoping to defuse her scowl.

“What is this awful soulless place why have you brought me here” Anne asked.

“It a carpark, it’s were I fell in battle, I was buried here when it was called Greyfriars they discovered me here and the moved my bones to Liecester Cathedral where I have a nice spot. I’d like you to join me, I have missed you.” He offered his hand and read her expression smiling he said “poison? come, you know me. I would not do that… And it was a long time ago.”

Anne who had been bristling with rage relented and took his hand. The years slipped away as they floated off, laughter was in the air.

Up the road a young lad was showing his mates his latest Instagram shot. He had already had 100 likes.

77 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Ritu
    Jan 17, 2019 @ 21:23:18

    Interesting take sis xx


  2. philosophermouseofthehedge
    Jan 17, 2019 @ 21:30:47

    Love that first paragraph – so well written
    Great story!


    • willowdot21
      Jan 17, 2019 @ 21:41:40

      Thank you so much I had fun with this, gave me a chance up on my Plantagenet dynasty as was from the house of Lancaster and the last Plantagenet king .πŸ’œπŸ’œ


  3. Sue Vincent
    Jan 17, 2019 @ 22:02:29

    Love the opening paragraph, Willow… Mind you, I still say Richard should lie in York πŸ˜‰


  4. Laureen
    Jan 17, 2019 @ 22:17:30

    Beautiful! A silent, bittersweet story. I often wonder wich tales the graffitis on old and new, grey and white walls would tell if they had a voice and a being to call.


  5. JT Twissel
    Jan 17, 2019 @ 22:50:56

    Queen Anne of the Car Park, hey?


  6. trentpmcd
    Jan 17, 2019 @ 23:04:16

    OK, I know Richard was recently found, but I am not too sure who Anne is. I know I should know, but… Anyway, I like your take on the story – a bit of recent history and a bit of “ancient” history and a bit of today…


  7. Hélène - Willow Poetry
    Jan 18, 2019 @ 03:47:01

    Interesting story Willow β€οΈπŸ™


  8. justmuddlingthroughlife
    Jan 18, 2019 @ 07:01:05

    Interesting story Willow….


  9. Iain Kelly
    Jan 18, 2019 @ 12:59:10

    All those years stuck under a car park, not good for the soul!


  10. Hugh's Views and News
    Jan 18, 2019 @ 14:48:22

    What a terrific story, Willow. I love how you bought the past and present together. I can only imagine that Anne must have been very shocked by coming to our present. Maybe she was somebody who could time travel in her time?
    I’m glad she wasn’t too annoyed with Richard and that they went on to live happily ever after.


    • willowdot21
      Jan 18, 2019 @ 15:19:18

      Hi Hugh thank you for reading. Well it was rumoured that he poisoned her to marry a younger Queen ..
      I say give him the benefit of the doubtπŸ˜€ πŸ’œ


  11. Violet Lentz
    Jan 18, 2019 @ 20:02:10

    Excellent blend of the then and now. I really enjoyed it.


  12. noelleg44
    Jan 19, 2019 @ 22:56:32

    Clever, clever take!


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  14. Jordy
    Jan 20, 2019 @ 20:02:49

    Great story, Willow! Very creative!🀩


  15. robbiesinspiration
    Jan 21, 2019 @ 03:58:34

    This is very novel, Willow. I really enjoyed it.


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  17. Michele Jones
    Jan 24, 2019 @ 12:42:22

    Good take on the photo.


  18. joylennick
    Feb 06, 2019 @ 16:40:47

    The past and the present intermingling presents an intriguing feeling by itself. Well handled. The story, somehow, leaves an interesting after-thought which lingers….


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