52 Weeks in 52 Words. 2/10/17.

This week the wickedly devious Sacha Black has announced that our prompt for 52 Weeks in 52 Words is 

#writespiration

The Day I Accidently Touched Someone’s Boobs

I keep having this nightmare. I miss my train. Throwing my hands up in the air  I catch the woman next to me’s boob in my hand. So today I was late again and missed the train and yes I did nip the woman next to me’s boob. She punched me hard!


Thursday Photo Prompt #writephoto

The Eye

 This is week’s Thursday Photo  Prompt from Sue Vincent and part of my on going story.

Rules and Pingback Here

The Eye

Slowly but purposely  the tall figure approached them. As he grew closer the were astonished to see that underneath his cloak he had a long mane  of glorious red hair. He greated them with a smile, his beautiful green eyes open and kind.

“Rachel, Lisa, I have been searching for you both for weeks.” He said bending down as he spoke … He was unusually tall for an elf.  Taken aback by firstly his appearance plus the fact that he knew their names the women were silent.

Lisa spoke first, ” Who are you elf and what is your business with us?”  “Ah” he replied with a chuckle, “I  am here to help you. May I suggest?”  He asked, “that we walk as we talk, it is truly cold out here!” 

Rachel eyed this elf and growled. The elf reached out to her but she was not happy and  flashed her fangs at him.  “Please” he said ” My name is Calidore and I am here to help.”

It was getting dark  and Lisa was worried about Hope who though asleep was very cold. So she spoke to Rachel telepathically, telling her she had heard of this green eyed,flame haired elf. Rachel was also cold and tired so she  drew herself in and lead the way back to the witches tower. 

After a few minutes Rachel felt the basket being lifted from her back. Momentarily she thought to argue but his green eyes relaxed her. 

The four of them travelled in silence happy to be nearing scantuary and warmth.  Though Lisa and Rachel did not voice it to each other they both felt safe in the company of this elf.

As they approach the moat which surrounded the tower they saw the reflection the bridge  made in the water. For all the five realms to see a sign.  Calidore smiled there you see my green eye has arrived before me. 

They entered the tower to find Fay waiting for them, a fire lit and water on the boil. Rachel morphed back to human form covering herself in a green cloak. She was pleased to see Fay back and eager to introduce her to Calidore. 

Hope squirmed in Lisa’s arms, not quite understand the signs she decided to feed the babe… The second Hope latched on to her mother’s breast she tried to warn her of Fay’s duplicity. Lisa was getting mixed messages from Hope nothing made complete sense.

Fay looked at Hope, writhing at her mother’s breast as if in terrible pain . Smiling she looked at the bracelet Roman had given her to seal her thoughts away from the present company and to confuse the baby! 

Fay walked across and touched the baby’s head. Hope let out a huge scream and vomitted all over Fay. 

Fay changed her clothes as she watched Lisa settling the child in her basket. Fay looked across to where the baby lay . “I know you are the only one that can hear me, or even knows the war is as good as won but as you cannot communicate with any of them I will let you live, for now. Fay then left saying she was going to find Mathew and bring him back to meet their guest.

Calidore suggested they talk, he knew the Lisa and Rachel were to be trusted but he could not trust the female Vampire however beautiful and kind she appeared to be.

Hope squirmed in her basket furious that she could not warn her mother or any of them that Fay was the enemy.

You can read the rest of the story here.

November Yeats Challenge : Day 2

Day two of the second day of the alternative NanoWritMo.

Today’s Quote

“… the dark folk who live in souls

Of passionate men, like bats in the dead trees;” —W.B. Yeats
Rules and Pingback are at Jane Dougherty Writes.

The darkness will out

It is there  gnawing at your soul

Taking all your thoughts, 

Consuming you,burning you whole

Pushing you on, counting pluses and noughts.
The darkness lies within 

Yet it bursts forth  when let your guard down.

Making you ruthless making you sin

Like a stone holding you down as you drown.
The darkness inside you shows

The opposite to a Midas touch

Out of you like bile it flows

You use it and need it as your crutch.


All around you dead and dying 

Now use for you to be denying

The darkness has sent the evil flying

All lost, your fault no point in crying

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