{She lives in darkness, only barest candlelight glistening against snowfall of her fears.
Her raven’s hair redolent of cloves, dried biting orange peel and cinnamon.
For ornamentation, bright ear-baubles, and circlet.
Her fey gifts of healing called witchery by some.}
Worries her family will feel stress of shunning or worse. And, wakes from nightmarish dreams, smell of wood fire in her nostrils, feels flames tickling her feet.
So, as starscape whirls on solstice eve, she gathers together her few possessions, then silently closes cottage door without looking back. Bundle, slung upon her back, weighs less than heaviness of her heart. 100 words
image by Kat Myrman
For mlmm bonus wordle holidays. Yves provided a list of festive words (chosen by her husband, Sam), and suggested we could make a wordle list of our own, too. Sam’s words are in italics, mine are in bold. The text between the { } represents my twittering tale for Kat’s prompt this week. A twittering tale is a story told within the tweeter-verse allowed character count, now 280. Her image matched the story taking hold with the wordles, which actually came first.
December 24, 2017 at 2:26 am
Beautiful, I especially love the description of her hair and that you added your own list!
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December 25, 2017 at 2:59 am
Your welcome.
Wishing you all the best of this magical season.
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December 26, 2017 at 6:19 am
Thank you, you too!
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December 23, 2017 at 7:56 am
How clever! I love the TT part and the entire MLMM story. You really pulled this all together nicely.
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December 23, 2017 at 11:42 am
Thanks, Kat.
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