The photo for this week’s prompt was taken in Derbyshire. It is the sign for the oddest of pubs, where stepping through the door is like stepping back in time by a hundred years or more…and spending time there takes you out of time altogether.
As always, there were wonderful poems and stories and I would like to thank everyone who took part. I think I managed to share all the contributions this week, but please click on the links below to visit all the posts and leave a comment for the author! A new prompt will be published later today and I will reblog as many as I can through the week as they come in and all contributions will be featured in the round-up on Thursday.
If you have written a post for this challenge and it does not appear in the round-up, please leave a link to your post in the comments and I will add it to the list.
Come and join in!
Signs
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Sinister shadows
A harvest of need or greed
Dark-clawed hands that grasp
Nobility sacrificed
Winter wears a lifeless crown
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Many thanks to this weeks contributors:
Ritu Bhathal at But I Smile Anyway
Joelle LeGendre at Two on a Rant
Balroop Singh at Emotional Shadows
Sue Vincent's Daily Echo 
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Thank you.
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Thanks for adding my out of place offering 🙂
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A pleasure, Jane 🙂
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🙂
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Reblogged this on Die Erste Eslarner Zeitung – Aus und über Eslarn, sowie die bayerisch-tschechische Region!.
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Thanks, Michael 🙂
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As always with a great pleasure. Sorry, i had a little delay the last days, couldn’t enter the WP-Reader. Have a nice day. 😉 Michael
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I think there has been a problem for a few people, Michael 🙂
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Sadly the lines in your poem “Nobility sacrificed
Winter wears a lifeless crown” resonate heavily with me. Beautiful poem though.💜
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Thanks, Willow, I am sorry to hear that… ❤
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Not in a bad way I just hate trophy hunting. As you say for food is different.💜
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I very much doubt these particular stags were trophies. The menu at this place can be…interesting 🙂
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I am intrigued!
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It is all in the link of the round-up write-up 🙂
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Yes i did read that with interest. 🙂
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Well, if you are ever up in Derbyshire… 😉
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I shall keep it in mind! 🙂
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🙂
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Great entries as always!!!
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I am so enjoying seeing where they all go 🙂
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Into fantastical places where you send them with your prompt Sue!
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That’s the idea…and I love it when it works 🙂
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Perhaps it is a portal…with that entryway, it’s certainly possible! (K)
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It wouldn’t surprise me in the slightest …it is a different world in there 🙂
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Your poem reflects my reaction to the image perfectly, Sue. A stark poem.
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Thanks, Diana. Yet, the interir of the place is not at all what you might think…
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