75 WORD WRITING CHALLENGE -- August 2012 -- VICTORY TO PERPETUAL MAN

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Mr Imperfect and the Morning After


Prince Charming turned over and started to snore. Beauty sighed and studied his profile. Lying like that with his mouth open, drool glistening on his chin, he didn’t look so hot.

He braved the deathly swamp for me, Beauty thought. He fought the dragon. He loves me with an undying ardour. Can that be enough?

There was a low rumble from under the blanket. Beauty gagged and held her nose.

Maybe not, she thought.
 
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[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]Love is a Many-splintered Thing[/FONT]


“[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]...fairest of them all?”[/FONT]

[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]She looked at me! I answered eagerly:[/FONT]

“[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]You are the most beautiful in all the land, my lady.”[/FONT]

[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]I thought only of her, existed only to show her how she appeared to me -- strong, successful, intelligent, beautiful.[/FONT]

[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]She never even knew I was alive.[/FONT]

[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]I got her attention, though.[/FONT]

“[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]Snow White!” she screamed. “That tramp?”[/FONT]

[FONT=Arial, sans-serif]Lying in regret, shattered on the floor, I reflect: she was the apple of my eye.[/FONT]
 
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Fairytale vs Reality



Once upon a time there was a handsome prince, cursed by a witch to act as a fairytale character.



One day he espied a maiden pure of heart and body. Setting out to win her hand in marriage, he journeyed far and wide to find a beautiful ring, the perfect dress, and a box of Milk Tray.



Unfortunately by the time he’d done all that she’d copped off with someone she met down the pub.
 
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The Shifting Princess


A princess was cursed to never hold the shape of a human. The king sought a knight to break the curse.

The knight sought the princess high and far with the enchanted horse.

They came upon a tower. ‘Surly she is trapped.’ He thought. The knight defeated the guardian, retrieving the key, finding the last test: kissing a beast of burden.

“What luck, one’s right here.” With a kiss, the enchanted horse became a woman.
 
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The 3 Bloated Pig Sisters Who Lived on Merlin Lane


Gregor the wolf was enchanted by the sweaty Hogg sisters, but he knew he could marry only one.

The first door he knocked on, a female pig answered by throwing filthy laundry water upon him.

Visiting the second Hogg sister, Gregor's soft centered unwrapped chocolate offering was smashed in his face.

The third Hogg sister forced Gregor at gun-point to be in unspeakable films with griffins, harpies and geese.

Internet movie downloads are available.
 
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A Sea Voyeur's Tale

Cecil used to go to the hidden cove and watch the mermaids. He watched them frolic in the shallow waters, sun themselves on the rocks and sing their haunting melodies.

Over time they let him get nearer. Eventually he fell in love with one, Ariella of the Golden Hair. She could not love him back. She touched his lips and shook her head.

Now Cecil harvests the mermaids, selling them to research labs and circuses.

 
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Ecofable # 3. Balance.

‘Neath trollbridge ambush she awaits
The caprine hoofbeats echoing.
Over the stream that separates
From vertant pastures, flowering plants
Progress adorèd ungulates

You mustn’t laugh when bullies gruff
Destroy her reign tyranical;
Their kidproduction brings enough
Extinction of botanical.
Where food’s concerned, their loving’s tough.

From bridge traversing dessication
Where rivulet no longer flows,
Regard the lack of vegitation
The goats devour all that grows.
Without her it’s deforestation;
Survival’s dependent on predation.
 
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A True Hairo


I ride through lands awash with golden sunlight and untouched grass, flowers littered, colour abundant.

I'd thought she was holding some back, once. No excuses now, though. Everything grows with time, and whole years have passed.

Today's the day; I know it.

I crane my neck to gaze upon the highest window of the tallest tower.

“Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair.”

A beautiful face appears above. A bald head.

“Sorry, love.” She shrugs. “Alopecia.”
 
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Size Does Matter


It was never going to work.

“Look, I’m flattered that you want to have sex with me,” Robert voiced. “I really am. You’re very attractive… beautiful in fact. But this relationship can never move beyond friendship.”

“But I thought you liked me,” Shaora replied, embarrassed.

Robert sat down and rubbed his stubble covered face, and then looked over at Shaora. She was indeed beautiful.

“You kissed me. Remember?”

“I know… but you’re six inches tall.”
 
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Night & Day


My love only appears with the stars. Her silvery light casting a delightful glow. Her shyness is in stages, first a quarter, then half before she appears in all her glory.
She flees when my golden blaze appears but I will not give up. One day the silver goddess will belong to me and together we will rule the sky. I see her now maybe today is the day she will be mine.
 
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Spare A Thought…

So, it’s come to this – the axe.

Okay, maybe she was a bit young for me but I’m sure, given time, things would have worked out. And maybe I shouldn’t have locked her granny in the wardrobe and, looking back, the impersonation bit wasn’t too smart but how else was I going to get to meet the kid?

I just can’t believe she really thought I was going to eat her – term of endearment, anyone?
 
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Dawg Days of Summer

Like being banished to the bottom of a well, by the cruel hex of a vile crone.

Soul crushing, drippy drear; seemingly forever.

My greatest Love taunts me with a coy ray, far away.

Futile hopes of warm caresses by balmy breeze; soothing rays of passion, on naked skin, at riverside. Promises of heated lust; then a refreshing swim in clear waters.

Comes yet another cold, drippy day.

Sunshine! Sunshine! Why hast thou forsaken me?
 
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Swan song?

Husband – wife.
There is another love: siblings. For life.
I am guilt-ridden, brother.
I failed; I could not complete the last shirt of starwort.
Where do you travel? Which skies? Do you dream of becoming human form, no longer the swan – transformed?
Forgive me, brother. I tried.
In pain, I did not utter a single sound.
You suffer still. When the swans fly, I cry with you.
But am I heard ..?
 
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Alone in the Gingerbread House

I have never been loved romantically. I understand – I am hideous. But it seems I will never be loved at all. I just wanted to share my innocent love with those children. To be unstinting with kindness and warmth. What a fool I was! Listen to their cruel laughter. Running away to tell tales. Whatever misbefalls them – I will be blamed.

How lonely I am. Cursed, spurned. My heart is broken.
 
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The Maiden of the Midden

A fairy lived in the village trash
And loved a lad named Ted.
Many’s the day she pined away
Plotting him into her bed.
She knew he’d given his sweetling
A chintzy heart-shaped locket.
She got her rats to steal the gift
And told Ted Beth had chucked it.
She said, “Forget her! I’ll love you
From eve to dewy morn.”
But heartbroken Ted was sick of girls
And started courting Sean.



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Death by Chocolate

“Anaphylactic shock? Are you sure?”

“Quite sure.”

“But what caused it?”

“Dwarven Cookies.”

“But she knew she was allergic to…”

“And loved them all the same. All in all it was not a bad way to die; quick, relatively painless, and caused by the food she loved most of all.”

“Dwarven Cookies, no one else on earth can get chocolate so dark and so sweet all at once. Were there any left?”

“None whatsoever.”
 
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First Kiss...


The kiss itself was amazing! Something he would remember and treasure forever. Who gets to snog a real princess anyway?


She had been all excitement and breathlessness at first; as set in her decision to have him as only someone raised on the old Happily Ever After stories could be.


But after something changed. She couldn't drop him fast enough. And what could she have meant by, “Sh*t, another one?!! And it's still a frog!”
 
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Rampion

“That’s why you’re like the others!”

“But, Zelly,” Wilhem pleaded. “What about all those nights…”

“What about them? It gets lonely up here.” She stood. “I think you should leave now.”

Stricken, Wilhem climbed back out the window and down. He looked up, hoping to gaze into her eyes once more, but she remained out of sight.

“Goodbye, love of my–”

One, two, three tugs and she had snatched her golden braids back up.
 
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Fairy Farewell​

We are Sidhe. We danced in your groves, praised Sun and Moon, worshipped this world long before you walked it. But we saw you.

Loved you.

Sang for you.

And you raped us. Cut down the ancient oaks, butchered our siblings; raised chimneys of choking smoke; rendered our world, poisoning with foulest science; murdering magic and wonder.

So we withdrew to the lands of Forever Summer.

We watch you still.

Love you still.

And weep.
 
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Care

Too weak to escape, it tried to stand tall and straight to face us. But even then, it looked small and helpless, shredded wings trembling as it shivered with fear.

I remember my mother scooping up the creature in cupped hands, delicately placing it inside her coat pocket.

"Never tell anyone of this," she commanded as we rejoined the column of refugees heading South, away from the vicious black clouds that heralded The Darkness' approach.
 
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