Finally, getting back in the swing of the 100 Word Challenge. This week the prompt was ‘when the daylight returned the king was dead’
It was a wild morning in the hills. The wind whipped around, a storm was clearly brewing. The sun tried valiantly to get through the cloud, to no avail. It got darker and darker, and a piercing scream was heard. After an hour the storm passed. When the daylight returned the king was dead, lying at the bottom of a steep gully on the hillside. He had been out for a walk when the storm arrived, trying to take the perfect photo of the sky. His camera lay beside him, and when the film was developed, a shadowy figure appeared on the final shot.
Did he fall?