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Flash Fiction Friday

Amy C over at Romance Book Wyrm and Dottie over at Tink's Place have come up with the idea for a Monday Morning Flash Fiction challenge.  Each Monday a new picture prompt will be posted and if you choose to  participate - you post your story on Friday - 350 words, give or take.  



The Choice
by Blodeuedd


She whispered the curse and felt something awaken inside of her. She knew what she was doing was wrong but she could not help herself. The church she stood in seemed to damn her but she just grew stronger. Now she said the words out loud and laughed. Shadows played on the walls and a raven flew in and landed on her shoulder. She was blessed. Not by the new God born from a virgin but from the Old Ones. The true ones. She walked out and the crow flew away. The Morrigan had given her the answer she needed.

 
The village she lived in stood on the edge of a huge forest. Inside that forest people said the Old Ones still dwelled and it as there Asleigh had found the stone circle. Then circle that called out to her and that would not leave her alone. Months went by but she kept going to the woods. Her parents wanted her to marry a local boy but she felt she was meant for more. Much more.

 
With these thoughts in her head she once more went into the deep darkness of the ancient forest. It guarded its secrets well and she could almost feel the old ones around her. Whispering and coaxing her to come closer and closer. She had her answer and let nothing stop her. With a smile she came to the stones and knelt beside them.
“I have come.”
A breeze touched her cheek and the raven was back. It looked at her and she did not take her eyes from it.
“My life is yours Morrigan.”
The Raven flew away and she heard the whispers in her mind.
“Yes…yes……yes.” She tried to steady her voice as she went to the stone in the middle. She touched its sleek surface and closed her eyes. Many had been given to the gods on this stone, but that was long ago and they grew weak. Their voices were only whispers now and man had forgotten about their true masters.

 
She took out the dagger she had hidden in her skirts and held it to her chest.
“My life is yours,” she said and plunged it into her chest. She fell down on the stone with a smile on her face.



The Nymph
by Blodeuedd

There once lived a fair maiden in a kingdom far far away. Her father was the king and her mother was, well not the queen. No, this maiden was the bastard daughter of a king and the woodland nymph that had seduced him, but that is another story.

 
The fair Maiden loved to sing and play in the woods. She loved the animals and the plants, the trees, all life around her. The Maiden did not venture out of the woods because her mother had told her not to. They would see her beauty and take her for their own. And she was fair, with silver hair that fell down in waves. Her voice could enchant and her kindness could not be matched.

 
But maidens do not stay in woods all their life. In another kingdom a prince heard of this fair maiden who hid in the woods and he set out to find her. He searched day and night, but the forest was hiding her from him. Finally he found her as she sat by a stream playing with butterflies. He had never seen such beauty and he had to have her.
“Fair one,” he said and startled her. “I have come to take you away.” He smiled and pushed out his chest. She just stared at him.
“To marry?” She asked and the butterflies flew away.
The prince laughed.” No why would I marry a girl I found in the forest? But I will give you jewels and find clothes. “
The Maiden was not stupid. She was no concubine. She was kindness and pureness. She would not give herself to a man like that.
“No, thank you.” She said and started picking at the flowers around her.
Now the prince grew mad and took out his sword. “I will have you one way or another.” He came forward but the Maiden did not move. She just looked away as her mother and her sisters descended from the trees and tore the prince to pieces. Instead she walked away and left the carnage behind her. Her mother and sisters would feast on his flesh. She did feel sad, but soon she had forgotten all about it as her friends came to greet her



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I had to do 2 stories or Melissa would whip me! I do feel I was kinder today...sort of..

Comments

( 10 comments — Leave a comment )
(Anonymous)
Nov. 4th, 2011 02:54 pm (UTC)
Two short stories, not bad! The second one I liked better and of course now you are safe from Melissa. Poor prince, if he had lied to the nymph's daughter he would have survived. My flash is as fluffy as they come. ;)

Ana
blodeuedd83
Nov. 4th, 2011 03:39 pm (UTC)
I will read yours soon and pass judgement ;)

Aye, stupid prince. But he did seem to be an ass ;)
carolsnotebook.wordpress.com
Nov. 4th, 2011 08:00 pm (UTC)
I like them both, the second one a little more though. The prince did seem like a jerk. I don't if he deserved what he got, exactly, but I didn't feel sorry for him either.
blodeuedd83
Nov. 4th, 2011 08:58 pm (UTC)
No, I can't say he deserved it, but he meant to do harm and the wood did not like it
lotsatrebble
Nov. 4th, 2011 11:18 pm (UTC)
No whippings this week!
YaY! 2 stories! I be so happy I decided to use this little known account! ;D I'm happily putting away my whip, but wondering if you truly hate writing HEAs? LOL

Still, the second one at least gave the prince what he asked for! ;)

Melissa (Books and Things)
blodeuedd83
Nov. 5th, 2011 08:10 am (UTC)
Re: No whippings this week!
Yay, you are here in person, I am honored :=)

Weeell...they are just so boring to write, nothing happens. I seem to have issues. I guess I am like Ana in a way, I guess I need to write something fluffy and challenge myself
(Anonymous)
Nov. 5th, 2011 09:15 am (UTC)
I call it a deal - I tried this week, it's your turn the next. Fluffiness incarnated. I can hardly wait - I've got a lot to catch up! Do give me a lesson, please!

Ana
blodeuedd83
Nov. 5th, 2011 09:23 am (UTC)
Oh no! Fluffiness! But I do not turn down a challenge, and I can always try a bit more passionate like you ;)

Of course now Dottie is sure to use a pic that is dark and twisted
gymmom_027
Jan. 15th, 2012 09:29 am (UTC)
The Choice sounds like no choice at all, legend handed down from generation to generation, LOVED IT!! The Nymph which seemed like it was the lighter of the two pieces was actually more scary I think. The nymphs were bloodlustful creatures as was the Prince when the nymph refused what he thought was apparently a good offer, lol. He did get what he deserved. Only an arrogant prince would threat her life because she refused his advances.

Dottie :)
blodeuedd83
Jan. 15th, 2012 09:32 am (UTC)
I had to go back and check which story it was ;)
And yes the Nymph does have this light feeling over it, but it's all a lie, mowuwahaha. Lol. But stupid princes do get what they have coming to them
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