Sunday, January 12, 2014

Lady Luck

     "She is here, Father Fortune."
     "Let her enter."
     The great doors opened silently, permitting the lone figure to enter. She strolled in, a whimsical bounce to her step. Despite the hard floor, her hooves did not clatter or clop, but almost silently sung as they touched the jade floor. The girl was humanoid, other than the hooves. Even amongst her kind she was considered a great beauty, and to mortal men she was irresistible. She had brilliant golden hair that hung to her shoulders. Seven braids of different colors swung in her locks, one cut from each of her six sisters, and the seventh being her own. She had a pixie face, with bright eyes that sparkled with unpredictable mischief.
     With jaunty smugness she walked toward her father, who stood with regal surety at the front of the room. His great albatross sat on his shoulder, wings periodically unfurling to their full length, displaying his majestic pinions. Her father had eight braids, one from each of his brothers plus his own. She and he were much alike: the oldest and the last born, but he was from an age more ancient than she.
     Arriving before him, the girl curtsied, then twirled with a vibrant laugh, hair and short skirt splaying out in splendid vividness. Her voice rang out "Oh Father! I am so gad you called me. I have missed you."
     The tall lord raised an eyebrow and responded dubiously, though not unkindly, "While I appreciate the sentiment, daughter, I am sure you have been keeping yourself busy with your countless suitors."
     Her features maintained an impish smirk. "Well, can I not both miss you and enjoy my time away?"
     "Certainly you insist that you do, so it is not a question of whether you can."
     "Especially witty today, are we?"
     "I thought I was witty every day."
     "Normally, your brother takes that role. I think, though, that discussing witticism was not the reason you called me."
     "Usually you prefer the playful banter. Especially rushed today? Alas, you are correct. Daughter, I have summoned you for a very specific reason. Recently there have been some...complaints, more than usual. Complaints in regards to your dealings with your suitors."

Sunday, January 5, 2014

Living Entwinement

To embrace is to hold life in our hands.
To carry a child is to bear the future.