Writing Challenge #41

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  1. WRITE:  Write an opening scene to a story about a the illegitimate son of a King who was struck by lightening and is now tormented by spirits. No more than 300 words!

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CONGRATULATIONS: To the winners of Challenge #39… Carol Moore, Dave Allen & Kerry Hernandez!


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Carol Moore


High in the mountains lived Nathan, King Stephen’s illegitimate son, who was struck by lightening, He could no longer sleep, because the spirits of the people his dad had killed haunted him. He tossed all night, when morning came he hiked to the castle to confront the king.



Ten-year-old Ulric sulked mightily as the family’s last goat walked placidly behind him. This was the last farm animal to trade for a few loaves of bread, flour and hopefully some seeds. He saw small drops of rain darken the dirt road as billowing storm clouds warned of a greater deluge of water soon to come. Glancing up on the hill at the castle, he envied the rich people who lived there. Hildegard, the blacksmith’s daughter, told him the people who lived there ate three meals a day! He was lucky if he ate one meal every other day!

A peal of thunder pierced the air, followed by a jagged streak of lightening that ripped across the sky. Ulric’s heart sped up with fear as he quickened his pace, pulling the frightened, bleating goat to a faster pace. In quick succession, the boy tripped on a stone in the road, the goat yanked the tether out his hand, and a bolt of lightening struck them both, killing the goat.

Ulric woke, his head throbbing painfully as rain pelted his upturned face.

“It’s about time you woke up,” a male voice exclaimed.

“We’ve been waiting for over an hour, Prince Ulric,” a female voice stated.

Sitting up quickly, Ulrich saw two pale people with horrific head wounds. Spirits!
Scrambling backwards, he stood unsteadily, eyes wide with fear.

“What do you want of me, spirits?” he asked.

“We are here to tell you that your father is NOT the man your mother is with,” they said in unison. “Your true father is the king, and you are next in line to rule the thrown!”

Ulric was stunned. It must be true! He didn’t look like his siblings in the least! Suddenly his mind was plotting and scheming. He was going to be king.

Mary Cooney-Glazer


Very creative, Riss. The anger, storm, injured spirits create appropriate chaos. Want to find out how the plotting and scheming ends. Well done. Mary



Thank you, Mary! If I wasn’t bound by a word limit, I would have made the spirits guide him as he plotted and schemed…lol..

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