Monday, October 28, 2013

Princess Nothing

             She was born from stardust.  Princess Nothing, they called her.  A wanter by trade, she sat on a throne fashioned from spider silk and the beaks of 10 albatross.  For that is what she wanted.  She refused shoes under any pretense or matter.  For shoes, she knew, would shatter her stardust feet and render her naught but Princess Useless.  For that is what she feared.  Her raiment was a gown of gold gossamer lined with black lace over a corset of velvet and whale bone, sewn by no less than a dozen motherless children.  For that is what she demanded.   Of no use to her any longer, she slaughtered the children upon a Parian marble slab and used their bones and skins to fashion a grandiloquent chandelier, under which she thought, one day, she may greet esteemed statesmen or knights of noble honor all vying for her affections.  
                Yet no matter how she masked herself as Princess Something, the townsfolk did not flock to see her; no suitors pursued her; she wandered upon the grounds of her aery castle of glass alone with an audience of scarlet firethorn to boo her.  Doing nothing.  Loving none.  Her hair told stories of the supernova remnant of the red giant from whence she came-  fire upon her head, unkempt, untamed, flickering in the twilights of the day.   Her wanting betrayed her.  Her fears consumed her.  Her demands unmasked her.  Her soul told stories of the black hole it became. 
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Trifecta Week 101- Boo
3. (verb) to show dislike or disapproval of someone or something by shouting “Boo” slowly 

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15 comments:

  1. Scarlet Firethorn should be your superhero name...or punk band name, whatever

    I love the imagery and drive throughout, Goddess. This has your personality.

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    1. I'm trying to psych myself up for Nano, trying to get my brain in gear. Last year I almost wound up in a padded room. I'm skeered!!

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  2. I loved the imagery and the theme. A 'wanter' getting everything and receiving nothing. Well done.

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  3. The images that you managed to create were wonderful!

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  4. OMG, someone actually said I suck! That's a first. Whoever you are, thank you. You just made my day. Now go fuck yourself.

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  5. I am so impressed. Selfishness and its consequences so well played.

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  6. Someone said you suck? After reading this?? I shake my head and I will never understand people. I loved this. Your images are stunning here. The bone chandelier is absolutely haunting. Thanks for linking up. Our linkz look better with you in them.

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  7. I agree, your imagery is amazingly well-written. I loved this.

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  8. Everyone has been right about this so far, except for whoever said you suck. I felt like I could actually see what you were saying; you did a great job.

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  9. This is so awesome. I love every bit of it.

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  10. Strong character, you built her up with some great detail "For that is what she feared. Her raiment was a gown of gold gossamer lined with black lace over a corset of velvet and whale bone, sewn by no less than a dozen motherless children" you hit your stride her I think. Giving the reader a love/hate with the character, and a lot of nice details.

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  11. I just saw what happened to your son (Facebook). I am so sorry for this, and I can't imagine what kind of stress you must be under. Please know that you and your family are in our thoughts. xx

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    1. Thank you so much. That truly means a lot. Here's my personal page if you'd like https://www.facebook.com/aimeemicheledavis

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  12. I'm stardust, too. I'd totally do her.

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