I’m looking down, in this interesting place, I haven’t been there before.
It’s very beautiful, and such a lovely day, I’ve always liked France.
I’ve been over the sea, but the warm land is even better.
I’m a seagull is there any food here?
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This image showsthe rooftop of a building, with turrets and a sloping roof! There are different birds sitting on the roof, including a seagull. There are bird droppings all over the turret, chimney, and the roof.
Pitter patter raindrops, as I’m looking outside, while that pretty bench continued to drip, drip.
I’m tempted to go out, since it was not cold, in fact, it was rather warm, so why not do so?
I grabbed my umbrella, and then ran outside, I danced across that pretty bench and what fun I had.
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This image showsthe view of a white wooden bench through a fog stained window. There are trees and green grass behind the bench. There is evidence of rain!
I’ve always liked graves. Admittedly I’d only go in the daytime. But I’d be there from morning to evening, since I was a writer and it was such a peaceful place.
I’d write small stories, but they would be fun (mostly), while using my notebook and a couple of pencils. Nothing fancy like a laptop – not invented then.
But then I found that the darkness was even better. I’d fallen asleep and something had changed. After that it seemed that something else was required. But never mind about that.
Just have a look – my little fangs are so pretty!
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Thanks to Rochelle for hostingFriday Fictioneers Genre: Historical Fiction Word Count: 100
she’s a beautiful girl she’s in her prime and now she has two youngsters they are bold and fun, and running around but she keeps one eye on the boisterous wee boys and the other in the distance but all is fine just now
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This image showsa lioness with two cubs standing in long grasses. The lioness is looking to her left with narrowed eyes.
She looked at the cover, and then picked it up, she wondered who had written it since there was no signature. The back cover was also blank, so time to open that book.
And what did she find? Actually… nothing. It’s her to write it you see.
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This image showsa book with a title – Free forever printed on its cover. The image in monochrome where the book is greyish white and the background is dark.
She’s wearing her red coat, which is warm and long, and it’s perfect. She wonders what she should write today, since she has a small notebook in her pocket. She strides across the ancient bridge; she stops in the middle. She surveys the large loch, pulls out her pencil and paper, and scribbles a few lines: it’s a haiku – from Scotland to Japan.
from heather to cherry blossom; just divine
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This image showsthe back view of a woman dressed in modern day attire, and a red coat, walking towards an ancient castle in Scotland, over a stone bridge.
‘Gosh, this will be fun,’ grinned one of the boys. ‘Yes, we’re all going on an adventure.’ ‘We have got everything we need,’ smiled Great Aunt Margot. ‘Now get into the back of my 2CV boys, we are going to the woods, since it’s autumn so we can get some mushrooms, and maybe some truffles.’ ‘Truffles? What are those?’ Great Aunt Margot waved a hand as she continued to drive, and rather fast, ‘truffles are very good and very expensive, but we will see.’
The three of them tootled around in that little car for a bit, when suddenly Great Aunt Margot stopped, and then reversed, and stopped again. ‘Look boys, there’s eggs available. You can get out and ask,’ as she gave one of them some notes.
The two boys trotted over to the sign, and then into the little farm. ‘Is anyone here?’ shouted both of them. For a moment it seemed that no-one was around, but just a little later, a very nice lady appeared. ‘Ah, that would be Madame Margot,’ the nice lady said. ‘Two dozen, I imagine,’ as she waved back.
Soon that was sorted, they were off again. ‘Time to find some mushrooms and do some truffle hunting,’ grinned Great Aunt Margot.
They walked around the woods, and all three of them had lovely mushrooms, although sadly they didn’t find any truffles this time. But they did see something in the distance… Yes, that’s right, a couple of unicorns – and yes, they are real.
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Posted for The Unicorn Challenge, a magical challenge hosted by Jenne Gray and C E Ayr, where they provide a photo and we, in turn, provide up to 250 words.
The two boys were back in France, in a small town where Great Aunt Margot lives. ‘What’s the time?’ said one of them, as they both looked up to the big clock outside in the main square. ‘Okay, one more time to walk quickly around the great church – why not?’ ‘Shall we do it?’ ‘Yes, let’s go.’
Meanwhile, Great Aunt Margot had bought her usual things in the market: a long baguette, some very oozy cheeses and three little patisserie cakes, which she put in her big basket. She then stopped next to the new gallery. ‘How is it going, my dear?’ said Great Aunt Margot. A young woman smiled. ‘Anything you would like?’ ‘Hmm, something small perhaps,’ as she stepped into the shop.
A couple of minutes later the two boys appeared. ‘What have you got?’ asked one of the boys. ‘Never mind about that, I will show you that back at home. But any way it’s almost lunchtime,’ as she grinned.
The three of them chatted happily, as they walked down to where they stayed, but no one would be able to find what they did after that.
And also in the small town, not far from the woods, you might still see a few unicorns, and their names are: Victor, Wellington, Xena, Yasmine and Zacharia.
So thanks for that Jenne and C .E. Aye, we’ve had a great time, and maybe we will see you around sometime.
So now I must find a new tale, but where?
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Posted for The Unicorn Challenge, a magical challenge hosted by Jenne Gray and C E Ayr, where they provide a photo and we, in turn, provide up to 250 words.
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