Stories tagged “queen”
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Frustration
The deer leaned contentedly against Elise’s hips, closing its eyes trustingly. Elise stroked its head absentmindedly as she stood looking out over the meadow. Everything was calm and quiet. She suddenly leaped high into the air and came tumbling down...
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But I'm Not
“I-I miss my old life, Queen. And I don’t like this Plane. Nothing happens here.” Elise shuffled her feet awkwardly. All Selphs miss their old lives, Elise. It cannot be helped. You should be honored to have been chosen. “I- suppose so…” re...
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The Queen's Wrath
The driver pulls back the reins, and the carriage comes to a stop with a plodding of hooves and a stirring of dust and dirt. The horses’ nostrils flare and they whinny nervously. The group of men on horseback surround the cart, demanding the driv...
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Prose of Priscilla, Poetry of Paralee
If middle school was a kingdom, then Priscilla would surely be the queen. She was tall, graceful, pretty, and interacted well with people. She wore stylish, trendy clothes, and was the one that people strived to please. Priscilla was adored by the tea...
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your move
The ebony queen gathered her robes and sashayed across the black and white marble floor. All the knights could do was watch as she lifted her silken leg and… Time seemed to slow down. The kings face slowly drained of colour. She had aimed the kick ri...
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Buried Message
I had stepped on a bottle. After studying it closely I noticed the paper inside. Breaking it, I carefully unfolded the delicate paper. “We are being forced rather pertinently to discard all our beloved belongings and hastily depart from aboard th...
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Facing the White Queen
Simon’s fate hung like a grape on the vine, all but ready to be plucked by delectable lips andengulfed. Her eyes considered him in lazy fashion, lids half-closed, all the better to showcase the immaculate make up. They called her the ‘White...
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Death of a Queen
She lay in the middle of the grand bedroom, drowned in blankets. The doctor held her head in his hands in despair. Her face was paler than a full moon and her thin lips were quivering as her body made its last attempts to prolong the fragile life it so...
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Knighted Nicknames of the King's English
I dub thee ‘Sir Snuggly’ Since ‘Kid Cuddly’ Is no name for a prince Also, henceforth, you must Marry ‘Miss Money Grubby’. You deserve a death sentence So take her as your penance. She’ll be like a bad buddy Wh...
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Outrageous Commands and Contrasting Demands.
“Oh, this is really quite dull,” declared the bored Queen. “Just bash in his skull. I don’t want him seen.” With a start and a hop, the nearest poor fop Ran straight for the fellow wearing trousers of yellow, And, right in...
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All Dead, All Dead
The mist cooled my fever but did little for the ache in my knees. No matter, I pressed on. A glimmer of a rainbow taunted me across the vale, calling me in familiar, lilting melodies. For the second time that morning, after times unnumbered over the ye...
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Hierarchy
You are the king and you are the queen. Everything we’ve ever wanted is embodied in you. We all bow down and make way for the royal family. It’s you, and we worship the ground you walk upon. We kiss your feet and we serve you. The king smil...
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Wondering About Love and Queens
He wasn’t sure why he loved the queen, but he was sure it had something to do with the fact he was in a royal world. Why not love a queen? On legs as unsteady as his resolve, Morris paced the ornate carpet, window to door, bed on one side, wardro...
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Queen's Daughters
“You do realize we are supposed to be attending the feast, right?” Fizzy whispered to her older sister as they flew away from the Hive. Daisy groaned again as her wings vigorously propelled her fluffy, yellow-black striped body through the ...
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Beauty Queen Zombie
Don’t touch me. Don’t look at me. I am falling apart. My jaw has loosened and it’s slipping—slipping like everything else! The wounds that cover my face, they’ll never heal. I can’t accept it. This face I wear, it...
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Queen
It was the first time I killed a man. I had thought that I had killed before, but thinking and knowing are two different things. This time, when I looked into his eyes I knew he had died. I saw the little yellow whisper of light leaves his eyes and his...
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The Dark Queen's Death
It wasn’t until I saw him again that I knew what had become of me. He was dressed in mourning black, and like me, he hands were blood red. I saw him with his next prey, a cute little girl with her heart still intact. I felt for her as I saw her ...