With short stature and tiny breasts, she looked a girl-child in her market days dress, crossing the bridge to the town square. She wore her cascade of raven’s hair in single braid down her back with sprigs of lavender tucked in to the weave of hair and bright-coloured ribbon. Her eyes flashed of amethyst and the river; her smile held secrets ne’er told.
What ever nature and the season put to her hand, she sold: bundles of sweet herbs and grasses; flower crowns and nosegays; salves and rubs; nostrums and potions. Most thought her fey; a thing of the forest, shunning humans but two days a month. Only she knew what lay at her end of the bridge when market ended, and she was not telling. {126}
Written for FFfAW #87 ; © joy pixley (photo)
© my frilly freudian slip
November 7, 2016 at 8:05 am
Now I want to know what she knows
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November 6, 2016 at 11:48 pm
Wonderful!
Ellespeth
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November 6, 2016 at 11:57 pm
Thank you.
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November 6, 2016 at 8:45 pm
Love the descriptions, felt as if I was there.
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November 6, 2016 at 8:50 pm
Thank you. She is a character I know well, so can picture her quite clearly.
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November 5, 2016 at 7:52 pm
Love the ending! The description of this girl is very vivid too!
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November 5, 2016 at 11:11 pm
She is a character, in various guises, I know well. Guess that’s why I could create a vivid picture as I see her quite clearly in my mind.
Glad you like the ending!
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November 5, 2016 at 6:37 am
sure she has lots of mystery all tucked up in her heavy braid….lovely story, intriguing!
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November 5, 2016 at 6:39 am
Thank you. I like mystery — and things and people mysterious.
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November 2, 2016 at 5:07 pm
What’s at the end of the bridge? Come on, tell us! Excellent work :-)
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November 2, 2016 at 8:12 pm
Just the other side. Sorry. : [
Thanks for the praise!
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November 2, 2016 at 12:58 pm
I smiled as I read about this gorgeous mystery girl… Hats off to you. You write in an amazing and refreshing way!
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November 2, 2016 at 8:22 pm
Thank you very much. :]:
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November 2, 2016 at 7:20 am
Perhaps someone should follow her one day. As long as it’s not me!
My story is called The Stranger
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November 2, 2016 at 7:14 am
Love the image you wove of her and the way she tied into the bridge. Also loved the touch of mystery! Great story!
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November 2, 2016 at 4:26 am
So nicely done Miss Frilly, the bridge and the market day a good combination…
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