Sunday Photo Fiction is a weekly challenge presented by my old friend Al Forbes.
The idea is to write a short story (200 word max) inspired by what you see in the picture (below).
This week’s prompt is a photo I took chez some friends here in Medville, and depicts a scene from Don Quixote, famously tilting at a windmill.
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I am afraid of nothing.
Well, almost nothing.
I have defended my country against invaders.
I have fought giants and slain dragons.
I am regarded as one of the great warriors of this land.
I am an idol to many youngsters.
And when this civil war so cruelly divided our people I chose the side I thought was right.
Not everyone agrees.
Cities, villages, even families, are torn apart, each man taking up his sword for what he believes is a just cause.
Violence is killing us all.
Just as we feared the entire country would be destroyed, the two leaders spoke.
And agreed a solution.
An honourable compromise.
Each would choose a champion.
These two men would face each other before the assembled masses.
There will be no more bloodshed, no more deaths.
Apart from one or other of these legendary heroes.
So here I am.
Champion of my beliefs.
Facing the greatest fighter of the other side.
Staring into his eyes.
And I am afraid.
I am not afraid of him.
I am not afraid of dying.
I am afraid to kill my brother.