EvDaDaDec : 13/12/2 Little Mae and Polar Bear

The child  suddenly  felt  the warmth of  love , it covered  him like the snow falling  from above.

He watched Mae  his  sister sleep , he  felt safe  enough to with Mae  and Polar  bear  keep.

He  heard  the Winter Queen’s bears gently  growling . He  felt love sing to him  through the winters  howling.

Comfy  nestled in Polar’s  fur  he felt  safe and without a care

Gently of a sudden  Mae  awoke  she smiled  and to the  lost child  spoke.

 

What is it little one ,you must know  what has  gone on.

Did  the Witch , you mother tell you what she had  done.

Did  she own to the killings  before  she up and fled and was gone.

You  have lost  your  father too,  do not fear I shall take care  of you.

 

Come  and  cuddle  me  and I shall sing  you a lullaby

Let us  be  happy together  no need for fear  no  need to cry.

And  so as all the others  slept Mae  sang  to her  little brother

The  two now bound in  great  sorrow  now  vowed  to help each other.

 

 

Until the morning we leave them  to sleep.

 

EvDaDaDec: Little Mae and Polar Bear

The  child  too was  sleeping , dreaming of happier  days

Remembering his  mother,  the witch, and the happy games  they’d play.

His  father looking on  with love sparkling in his eyes

He felt  safe  and happy in his mothers  arms protected by his father, wise.

Sad feeling started  creeping in , fear washing  over his skin

His  mother and father were rowing  from his cot  he could hear the din.

She  screamed I did I banished your  daughters I killed  your  wife

I wanted  your love and  now I want  your life.

His father’s voice rose to a scream you killed  my wife the mother of my girls

Yes  she replied I wanted  you and  your power ,as her head turned her hair unfurled

There followed  a mighty fight the like of  which the palace  had  never seen

At once  all stood  still as the king died  all went grey, all colour devoid no blue  no green .

The palace gone the land devastated all gone . The Witch of  the East fled

The  child was left to wander  the no mans land . His mother gone and left him for dead.

The  child  awakes  with  a start  to find he feels  safe and cosy nestling  in Polar Bear’s  fur.

Looking  across he  see Mae  sleeping in the snow , he realizes  she is his sister  and reaches out to her

EvDaDaDec :9 Little Mae and Polar Bear.

On through  the snow  they forged mile after  mile

Mae was distanced  eyes gleaming  mouth soft  in a smile.

Her  mind  drifted  back to the days before  she she and Polar  bear had to run,

Happy days  with her father  and her sister happy days full of  fun.

 

They had suffered so when mother died ,

Heart  broken they had  all cried.

Mae  has no idea  where  her sister  is

Whether  she is  dead or if  she lives.

 

All the while the child  sleeps

Polar Bear takes care of him , in  safety  keeps.

Travelling on they go

Through  the cold , the dark and the snow.

 

So for  now  lets  let Mae  sleep.

All her  dreams  and hopes inside  to keep.

Sleeping also in the land  of dreams  her little brother bound  to Mae  it seems.

 

Polar Bear is So  Good and kind  thoughts  of  Mae  fill his head .

The child  has  invaded  Polar Bear’s  mind , He now loves  the child  and forever he will treat him kind!

 

AND  SO WE LEAVE THEM ALL TO SLEEP  WE PRAY THE LORD THEIR SOULS TO KEEP.

EvDaDaDec : Little Mae and Polar Bear

The  little child  wwas  frightened  the little child was cold He only trusted Polar Bear , he clung to him with a hold

So strong  that no one, no even Mae  could break

So tired he slept on Polar’s neck, he could not stay awake.

 

The Winter Queen was curious she felt  she knew  the child

But  he would not let her near him, he screamed and just went wild.

Mae was most concerned she she could not understand why

The child trusted none of them,why it would only cry.

 

But they could  not stay there for too long

They had a quest to fulfil  they had to travel on.

There was nothing but desolation nothing growing for miles around,

No animals no flowers or crops and not even a single sound!!

 

Mae was so sad at the desolation that she saw

This was not her father’s  land , well not as it was before.

Silently  and slowly  the snow began to fall

It covered the dead landscape  and in white it shrouded our travellers all.

 

At length the child ceased crying  and fell asleep

The Winter Queen up to the child crept to have a peep.

I Know this child Mae  I am sure he is your half brother

Your father  sired him  when he and the evil witch  were lovers.

 

Polar Bear at once unsure if his  burden should  be shed

But Mae stroked his neck  and said no  my love  we cannot leave him for dead.

Polar Bear  look hard and long into Mae beautiful and kind eyes

He let the child snuggle further in  and said  I trust you Mae  for you are wise.

 

 

AND SO THEY JOURNEYED ONWARDS.

 

 

EvDaDaDec: Little Mae and Polar Bear

Mae  and Polar Bear , weary from their travels, could not believe  the sight

Together  with the Winter Queen  they had trudged on both day and night .

Where  were all the people  where are all the homes , the farms, the towns  and cities? Vanished, vanished  gone!

Tears  filled their eyes  they could not take any of this in… where was homeland …..this was  all wrong!

Mae’s  eyes burned but she refused  to cry ! Tell  me noble  Queen  how can I avenge this  wrong

Winter’s Queen , ice tears  frozen  on her cheeks turned  to Mae and said  we shall right this all bad shall we see gone.

Mount up mount  up cried  the Winter Queen  we must  find  the the wicked  witch of the East

Find  her lair, burn her, tear  her limb  from limb . She shall be stopped her face removed  , on her bones we shall feast.

They  met a child along the way,

Cold and frightened , mama mama was all he’d say.

Mae took the child and wrapped him in her cloak

Warmed the child, bodily, spiritually no words were spoke

Where are  your parents  little one

Mama gone , mama gone……………..

Hush  now child  you are safe  with us now  you will ride

She lifted  the child up onto Polar Bears  back, silently  she walked by his side.

Who could hurt the little child

Left  alone  and deserted  in the wild.

Frozen body frozen mind

This evil witch , was she this unkind

 

 

MAE  AND POLAR BEAR  STILL HAVE FAR TO GO. 

EvDaDaDec : Mae and Polar Bear

Little  Mae,once fairy.  Now  grown  back  to the beautiful  woman  she was, strode  forth  with Polar  Bear

They  were  ready  now to face  the witch of  the East . To avenge  all wrongs  ( so wicked  witch beware)

How long  they had been away Mae really could  not tell, she had  some how escaped the witches  evil spell.

Her  loyal servant  and protector Polar Bear had  never left her  side , he  had guided her and loved her , he kept her safe  and well.

 

The  Winter Queen  had warned  them  that they  were embarking on a war

The  danger they were now facing  was one hundred times  more evil than they had ever faced before.

She  promised them that she would help  as the witch of the East had  dealt her some evil blows

She  hated the East witch  for deeds that had been dealt , The Queen wanted to witness the witch in her death throws.

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Mae so dark and  the Queen  so pale,  mirrors, almost of each other

Both with Polar Bears set forth to revenge their loss, one  a father, the other her beloved lover.

So  now  we see them  setting off on a  quest of great danger  both bonded by lost love

Both determined to win, both  wanting to right the wrongs from the East to smite the witch from above!

 

AND SO THE TALE MOVES ON.

NaBloPoMo : Little Mae and Bear

Little Mae slept  as  she had never slept before.

So many strange things  in her dreams  she saw!

The struggles of her  people ruled by the wicked witch of the East

How  her father’s beloved country is devoured  by a beast!

Polar Bear watches over little Mae as she fitfully sleeps

He her eyes flicker as twitches and and in her dreams  she weeps.

He felt her pain, he wished  that he could help her he wanted to take her pain.

The Winter Queen assured Polar Bear she would  awake  , be happy and things  will be right again.

At  last  little Mae  awoke  Polar Bear  ran to her side  she stroked  his fur  and hugged him

We  have  to go now  said Little Mae,  to save my people  from the witch we have  to and we can only  win!

And  so the restored Mae and Polar Bear  set forth

To avenge  Mae’s father and undo the evil wrought!

NOT FINISHED YET!

NaBloPoMo: Little Mae and Polar Bear

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All  the forest  folk  decided to make Little Mae  a new  dress

They  coiffed her  hair  and  blended  colours so all who saw her were impressed!

Little Mae  was  so grateful  she  did not know what to say for they had made her smile on such a sad day.

The  day  that  she had, had  to bide her loving  father  farewell and watch  him fade  away!

 

The  Winter Queen  and Polar Bear  could not  believe  their  eyes

Little  Mae  was  slowly  growing  ,she would  soon be  her normal size.

Her hair  was growing  darker losing the bright  blond  fairy  sheen

Before  their very eyes  she was returning to the human Princess she had once been.

 

All this  extra  growing  was making Little  Mae so tired , she also began again to feel the cold

The  winter Queen  made  her a blanket  cape of the night sky , which  was  wondrous to behold   !

Let  her  sleep dear Polar Bear , let her have  some  rest  for  will need  all her  strength, her destiny to full fill.

Little Mae must regain  her father’s lands   and  release  her people and deal with the wicked witch , who did her father kill!

TO BE CONTINUED

 

Welcome Autumn

Hush, beware she is almost here. I can smell her coming, she is damp and sweet and musty too full of the promise of all she will do.

Hush can you hear her on the breeze,can you glimpse her promise she races through the trees. It isn’t anger that makes her shake the trees it is her pleasure to divest them of their leaves.

Her perfume is of damp leaves and freshly harvested soil. The earth has given up the fruits of man’s honest toil. Also as she passes you can smell the smoke of bonfires summer has gone and winter nears and to fill the middle is to what she aspires.

Her morning habits are tardy she is not like summers early rise and she is quick to bring on night but she will amaze you with her beautiful windswept skies.

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Her skies at night are clear and starry swept clean by her fast hands her sunsets often fiery answering to her demands. Her eyes are full of promise and secrets too for the next few months she will be busy, she has so much to do!

So welcome sister Autumn, welcome and hello to you we are always pleased to see you and enjoy the things you do.

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Autumn Annie

Autumn Annie

She is knocking at the window she is rattling the doors, she is finding tiny gaps anywhere and poking leaves through to dance upon your floor.

She is picking leaves from branches and teaching then to dance she is really very good at this, see how they flow and prance.

She is late at waking up the sun, she lets him have a rest he has been working hard for months so maybe that is fair. She also wants him in bed early after he has cleaned his teeth and brushed his hair!

She is wearing lovely colours, golden yellows, greens and brown she is looking very luscious in her glorious flowing gown.

She is persuading all the flowers to cuddle down in their beds she is whispering that her colder sister is on her way so they should hide their heads. She has convinced the grass that growing is really a pain so it dancing happily as it can rest till spring when it will grow again.

She is making lots of cocca for the creatures that hibernate and throwing then a pyjama party before it gets too late.She is checking on the tortoises convincing them that she knows best and sending all the spiders into  the house she really is such a pest!

She is painting wonderful sunsets not a brush stroke to be seen. She has such an eye for warm and flaming colours of the landscape she is Queen.

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She has waved goodbye to her sister the lovely Summer Sandy. They are very close you know,well in a family that is handy. Her older sister yet to arrive is waiting in the wings that is why she is so busy now sorting out and preparing things.

So , She is knocking at the window she is rattling the doors, she is finding tiny gaps anywhere and poking leaves through to dance upon your floor.

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