Oggress the Gnarl hissed as she spoke
As she told the tale of the partying folk
Celebrating in style as a visitor called
To the village of Starne within painted walls
She described the need for the maiden fair
Held by the prince due to her hair
He’d visited Intlock, Grantala, Dassoov and Sound
And in those places no maiden was found
The largest village was the prince’s last hope
Before searching the hamlets of which the villagers spoke
Oggress heard the prince say he’d never give up
As she swirled the dark liquid within her deep cup
K’Sandra sat opposite, hungry and enthralled
Watching the events through her crystal ball
They both watched on as the prince shouted with glee
“Fair maiden I’ve found you, so you must marry me!”
I’m enjoying your tale told in verse – just like the old bards! And I like your logo-and-text title cards – they suit your story perfectly. 🙂
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Aw, thanks, Diane! 😀
I’m enjoying writing this tale myself – well, the characters are writing it for me, but you know what I mean.
The cards came about by accident and a lack of time, but I like them too!
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Very good one Tom!!! 🙂 ❤
Blessed Be!!! 🙂 ❤
Prenin.
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Thanks, Prenin. This tale is developing nicely, methinks.
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