Monday, August 6, 2018

Walpurga Serves Lunch

Fairy Tale of Prince and Horse, Chapter 8 Part 3

She was a hunched woman with a mane of silvery-brown hair. Shuffling back and forth through the room, she never looked into the prince’s face as she carried heaped platters of food and pitchers full to the brim. A broad leather belt girdled her dark and dank dress. Her hair was matted, her skin wrinkled and moist. The prince returned to the horse, who whispered in his ear: “I would advise using a silver spoon when you eat her fare!” The prince removed from the horse’s saddlebag a shiny silver spoon and entered the clammy and dark hut. A chill ran down his spine as he sat at the table. Although a fire burned in the fireplace, the room was cold and the prince could not shake the chill that seized him.

Sunday, August 5, 2018

Fairy Tale of Prince and Horse: The Banquet Feast

Fairy Tale of Prince and Horse, Chapter 8, Part 2

The prince dismounted from his exhausted horse, its body damp from exertion. Looking through the window, he spied an old woman setting the table with what looked like a banquet feast. He heard a raspy voice command from within “Enter! The food is ready and you shall be fed the very best!”

Friday, August 3, 2018

Fairy Tale of Prince and Horse Chapter 8: The lone hut and the glimmering candlelight

Fairy Tale of Prince and Horse Chapter 8

As the brightness of day faded, the horse carried the prince further and further into the woods. The sun was hanging low in the sky, when the prince awoke as from a dream. Horse and rider continued on a crooked path twisting deeper and deeper into the woods. At last they left the cold and dewy forest and emerged on a steep road, which became stonier with each step. As a full moon rose in the sky, a small hut could be seen and through its window glimmered candlelight.




Thursday, August 2, 2018

The swooshing sound of horse hooves, Fairy Tale of Prince and Horse, Chapter 7, Part 6

But above the witches’ wicked cries could be heard another more hopeful and familiar sound. It was the swooshing sound of the prince’s steed as he hurtled through the air. It was the sound of his hooves alighting on firm ground. It was the neighing of the horse as he battled the witches, four-footed beasts, two-tailed creatures, creeping things and winged leeches. When the prince awoke, he found himself lying on the back of his horse, but he did not know where he was or whither they were going.

Monday, July 23, 2018

Four-footed beasts and two-tailed creatures: Fairy Tale of Prince and Horse, Chapter 7, Part 5

As the prince lay gasping for breath in the wooden embrace of the oak tree, he could finally discern the words of the song that had lured him to his demise. The witches sang:

You four-footed beasts,
And two-tailed creatures,
You creeping things,
And winged leeches,
Fly from the sky,
Come nigh.
Choke, strike, hew,

Choke, strike, hew!

(Fairy Tale of Prince and Horse, Chapter 7, Part 5)