Friday, February 21, 2014

The Velvet Crown

Another 100 word story.

Saw this stunning picture and just felt that it needed to be a story after seeing it...  well... that and I also kind of watched Princess Mononoke recently, and have been escaping schoolwork through anime and reading and writing.  Not much editing done, which is one of the many reasons why I haven't been posting as I usually do.


*picture is originally from

02/18/2014 (Tuesday)- The Velvet Crown

               The young stag stood among the wooden corpses of ash, oak, and fir—a monarch to a ravaged kingdom.  His velvet crown bleeding in strips down his face mixing with tears, falling onto dead earth. 

               It’s the silence that made this moment sacrosanct as he waded in puddles of blood-red sap looking for a home, looking for his throne. 

               The twittering cries of woodland birds were the first sounds amongst the last dying whimpers of the forest:  Princeling!  Oh, Princeling!  Where do we go?  Where is our home?

               The young stag listened to their cries: forest, bird, and his own.