In the ramparts of the castle high above the river, the archer looked down at the boats tying up to the bank. Taking careful aim, he stretched his bow taut.
“Hold breath, and release” he said to himself.
But, there were so many of them, was it even possible to win against so many.
Overcoming his doubts, the archer sighted a regally decorated soldier about to disembark, he drew back his arrow, aimed carefully…
“Time to go Tommy! It’s our time to ride on the boat now.” his mother called.
“Okay Mummy!” Tommy said, skipping over to his mother’s side.
Thank you Louise for our photo prompt this week!
My musings from South London 
Hahahaha! I love the cute twist at the end. A little boy was only playing… Cute story!
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Murderous little tyke. No, just bored, actually. I recall doing something similar as a lad.
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Me too … 😉
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Forgive me! I forgot to welcome you to the challenge. Welcome to the FFfAW challenge! We are happy to have you.
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I’ve done a few challenges now, just not every week.
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Sorry, I’ll try not to welcome you again. LOL! Thanks for being understanding.
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Haha, great take and reveal after building up the tension expertly. Well done.
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Great twist. I wrote a slightly similar tale a few years ago but this is much better than my attempt at the time. Well done.
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That was a true prank. Well written.
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A great story with a twist and the imagination of a child.
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Strangely, I was a child … a while ago.
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I enjoyed your take …. truly elegant.
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