Photo Prompt | But I Smile Anyway...

This week your task is to write a fairytale, or a part of one, or a fairytale poem set in the photo. Maybe it’s a nightmare tale, or perhaps a happily ever after ending, or maybe a prince’s love monologue. Write a fairytale in less than 200 words. Leave it in the comments or use a pingback so I find it. Due by 23rd October.

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Ok, so I’m not sure this was exactly what you wanted… but here goes!

Candicella – The Party Princess

Candicella looked up. Surely her Prince would arrive soon!

She had been trapped in this woods, where the rave was being held, for the last 2 hours.

Faithfully, she had dressed up in what her Fairy Godmother had assured her were the latest ‘threads’, but looking around her, she realised that old Betty had not quite got it right. She really needed hot pants and a cropped top! The sneakers were a lovely shade of green though.

She sat admiring them, then winced in pain. Trying to join in with the other party animals had been rather more strenuous than she had remembered from her ‘ball-going’ days, and had resulted in a twisted knee.

Hearing a twig crack as someone stepped on it, she turned.

“Oh thank goodness you’re here!”

In all his princely regalia, Prince Dwayne looked rather out of place, but he valiantly stepped up to his regal duty, to rescue the Princess, again.

Scooping her up in his arms, he teetered slightly, but righted himself, and carried Candicella back to the waiting carriage.

“My dear,” he said as he glanced down at her footwear, “I can see why you needed rescuing…glass slippers are much more ‘you!”

Moonlit #writephoto

13 Oct 2016 39 Comments

by Ritu in Challenges, Fiction Tags: #WritePhoto, Blog, Blog Post, Blogger, Blogging, halloween, Moonlit, Photo Prompt, Sue Vincent, Werewolf

Sue’s photo prompt this week…

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Moonlit

Laurence peered out of the window and spotted the moon.
Full again.
Damn!

Why, oh why did he have to born with this affliction that meant he was obliged to go out on these nights?
It was ok in the summer, it was warmer then… but he hated the cold.
Granted, once he was out there, and the transformation took place, the fur was pretty handy.

Usually, he went off to a quiet woods that he had discovered, quite by chance, as a child, and allowed the metamorphosis from human to werewolf occur with no one around. He would then curl up, and wait until dawn, when his form returned to a more acceptable one, and would then go home for a quick kip.
But this full moon was a different one. It was on the eve of the 31^st October.

Halloween.

And all of the local werewolves, witches, ghosts, vampires and assorted other scary sorts, would meet to go out ‘a-scaring’. It was the one night they could really be themselves, and be praised for their looks.

Seriously, he’d be rich if he had a pound for every time someone complimented him on his ‘costume’!
The best thing was that at least he was seen as a novelty on that night, rather than a nightmare!

He checked his watch. 7pm. Right, he had a few hours to get to the forest to allow himself to change into his ‘costume’, before meeting with the rest.
Laurence felt a howl bubbling within himself.
He’d better get his skates on, he didn’t want to scare the neighbours… well, not yet, anyway…

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Thursday Photo Prompt – Liminal– #writephoto

04 Aug 2016 33 Comments

by Ritu in Challenges, Poems Tags: #WritePhoto, Blog, Blog Post, Blogger, Blogging, Challenge, Liminal, Photo Prompt, Sue Vincent, tanka

Another intriguing photo prompt from Sue this week, and I got to educate myself too! What is Liminal, I asked myself?

Liminal is an English adjective, “on the threshold,” from Latin limen, plural limina, “threshold.” Liminality is the abstract noun formed from limina.

Thank you Wikipedia!

So… the photo…

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