02/07/2014

EDRUN THE IMMORTAL - 100 word fiction

EDRUN  THE  IMMORTAL

Edrun’s subjects loved him. His courtiers walked backwards before him, servants fought over scraps from his plate, and his retiring-room slave had amassed a sizeable sum by selling the contents of the Royal commode.

When Edrun ordered a statue, saying he desired to be remembered, there was consternation.
“Sire! You will live forever!” they cried, but he felt the growth spreading.

Edrun died a year after the statue’s unveiling and within a month his son had it removed.
Now moss grows on the statue and only pigeons see this reminder of Edrun’s reign – and of his mortality.

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33 comments:

  1. The way of the world, and the way of fledgling princes I suspect. Nice one.

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    1. Poor Edrun - he should have brought his son up to show a bit more respect!

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    1. I think Edrunson wants to forget that he, too, is not immortal!

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  3. only pigeons see this reminder of Edrun’s reign Sad. Hopefully his son's subjects will love him as well.

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    1. I don't thnk the son deserves to b e loved like his father was!

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  4. Dear Liz,

    I suppose the pigeon poop is a fitting memorial of one who's reign was excremental. Clever story. Although I don't think I'd care to buy the contents of the commode, no matter how royal.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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    1. Not even if they had curative powers? That was in my mind but I couldn't fit it into the 100 words!

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  5. Lizy, I think the program swallowed my 1st comment again. What I said was something like: Good and well-written story. The king probably had a grandson who saw what his father did and learned from it. The king's son will probably suffer the same fate. As they say, "What goes around comes around." : ) ---Susan

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    1. Hi susan - again! I don't understand what happens to you comments or my replies to them. It is a mystery that I think will have to be solved from your end because noone else has reported this to me!
      Thank you for persisting and for you kind words.

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  6. "...his retiring-room slave had amassed a sizeable sum by selling the contents of the Royal commode." A great line! Thanks!

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  7. That's the nature of royal lineage - no time to mourn, just moving on to the next in line. The same fate will be waiting for the son, who I fear will not be so beloved.

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    1. No, he won't - though he might have been if he'd shown more respect for his father.

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  8. Dad sounds a hard act to follow.

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    1. Ahah! Do I detect a note of sympathy for Edrunson?

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  9. Has not one of his descendants heard of a Karcher Pressure Washer?

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    1. Wassat when it's at home, Helen?

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    2. Ah, it's a great device for shooting high-powered water at dirty things... or at lazy husbands.
      NB, Please do not try the latter at home - that was most irresponsible of me!

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    3. Ooh!! Where can I get one? Would it deter the yappy little rats on the balcony above us? My foam tube water pistol doesn't do the trick for long.

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  10. Hasn't any of his descendants heard of a Karcher Pressure washer?

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  11. I'm sure there's some of Princess Diana's poop on display in a museum somewhere. She'll live forever.

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  12. Oh my God, what a terrible son! Great story though, Lizy :)

    -Tinkerbelle96

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    1. Some sons can be like that unfortunately!

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  13. I'm sure the pigeons are forever grateful for their royal commode. He is still the king in their eyes. Good story!

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  14. Dear Lizy, Excellent story! People did sell every despicable piece of gross left overs and made good profit. Funny what people will stoop to sell for money. Me - too creepy to think of. Oh well, to each his own! Nan :)

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    1. Dear Nan - it took me a moment to realise that you were talking about the retiring room slave! Thanks for stopping by again!

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  15. Amazing post and blog dear!

    XOXO!

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  16. Really sad..
    Nice narrative!

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