Hi everyone! Today is the day I post another story for the CWWC! I’ll be using all three prompts below,
(I love this picture, I can’t even tell you)
Into The Teacup
I stared out the crystal clear window in my bedchamber and watched the people in the village scurrying about below. Now that both of my parents were gone, this entire kingdom was mine. It was mine to rule and to protect. But how can a thirteen year old girl rule an entire kingdom on her own?
“I am too young. The people don’t even want me as their queen. Oh, how I wish you were still here with me, Mother.” I whispered longingly to myself.
I turned away from the window with a sigh and headed down the spiraling staircase and out to the royal gardens. As I walked by the wisterias that were beginning to wilt, I knelt down and gently lifted up a petal. “You’re not feeling very well either, are you? You look sad and like you’re losing all of the strength you once had. Sounds kind of like my kingdom.” I muttered to the flower, feeling like I held all the weight of the world on my shoulders.
As I rose to continue my moping through the garden, I saw Herald, my dear friend who was like a father to me, standing not but three steps in front of me.
“Oh! Hello, Herald.” I greeted, sounding way happier than I actually felt.
“Princess, you know you can’t hide anything from me. You are worried about the kingdom.” Herald predicted.
“How did you know that?” I inquired as I shielded my eyes from the sun, so I could see his face more clearly.
Herald put his arm around my shoulders and led me to a bench in the shade. “I could tell by the look in your eyes. Well, that and I heard you talking to the wisteria.” He answered with a mischievous smile that made me giggle.
“Well, you’re right. You know, since Father died when I was just an infant, Mother had double the duties to do. And, even though we were very close, she was always too busy to teach me how to rule a kingdom. I know a great deal, but I don’t believe it’s enough. I know the people don’t want me as their queen, especially at a time like this, with the war beginning and all. They just don’t believe I can do it. And, well, I’m afraid they may be right.” I finished with a sigh and hung my head down.
Herald pulled me into a comforting hug and said, “Lift up your head, princess. If not, the crown falls.”
I slowly lifted my head to look into Herald’s eyes. He smiled at me, winked, and then walked away. I sat alone with a thoughtful look on my face. This wasn’t the first time he did that. His sentence was a clue, but to what? With my curiosity and excitement bubbling up inside of me, I jumped off the bench and ran after Herald.
“Herald! Wait a minute!” I called as I approached him, and he turned to face me, with a mysterious twinkle in his eye.
“Yes, princess?” He said casually once I was standing before him.
“I know you. I need more of a clue than that!” I pleaded, looking straight into his eyes.
Herald chuckled, then knelt down and whispered, “Go to Asante Forest tonight. When you’re feeling discouraged, remember what I told you. You will find help there.”
So late that night, once the servants were asleep, I tiptoed down the stairs and slipped out the back door, past a sleeping guard. “What a wonderful guard.” I thought sarcastically to myself.
I sprinted down the road until I came to the entrance of Asante Forest. It’s amazing how much more spooky it looked late at night. A part of me wanted to turn to back. “No. You have to do this, Scarlet. For the kingdom and for yourself.” I told myself bravely and headed deep into the dark forest.
The trees were unbelievably tall and I was almost certain that there was someone else in the forest with me. “No, it’s just your imagination. Or not…”
It was getting terribly late and I hadn’t seen anything so far that could help me. “What am I even looking for?” I asked myself, feeling discouraged. And it was then that I remembered what Herald had told me, “Lift up your head, princess. If not, the crown falls.” I pondered that for a moment. “Lift up your head…” I repeated aloud. It couldn’t be, could it? Did I really just have to look up? Not knowing what else to do, I lifted my head and looked straight up. Nothing. I spun around and didn’t see anything but the moon. Wait a second, the moon? The moon should be way far away from here, shining it’s glow on the palace. The trees are too tall for me to be able to see it way out here. I spun back around to face the moon again. “Are there two moons?” I shouted in utter bewilderment. I took a step back and thought of Herald’s words again and gasped. “Lift up and crown falls! I have to look down now!” I exclaimed and slowly lowered my head. I squinted my eyes, trying to see through the shadows. “Wh – what is that?” I stammered and ran towards whatever it was. As I got closer, I knew exactly what it was. A giant teacup. This didn’t make any sense. Was I normal size, and this teacup was just ginormous, or was I mini and the teacup normal size?
“Okay, now I guess I should start climbing.” I decided and pulled myself onto the saucer and started walking around on it, looking for the handle. Ah, there it is. I cautiously stepped onto the inside of the handle and then flung my arms around the curve. I pulled myself up until I was hanging upside down inside the handle. I rolled over so I would be at the top now and crawled across. There was no way I was walking, because it would not end well if I fell.
I came to the rim of the teacup and tried to reach my arms over, but I was too short. I had to jump.
“Okay, Scarlet, you can do this.” I encouraged myself and leaped forward as high as I possibly could, smacking my hands onto the rim, barely holding myself up.
I hurriedly pulled myself over and landed with a thud on – grass?
My eyes widened and my jaw dropped. There was a whole other world inside this teacup with pine trees, a town, and birds flying through the air. Why, it even had it’s own moon! The view was so astonishing and beautiful, it took my breath away.
Suddenly, I felt my feet starting to slip. I looked down and realized I had wandered to the edge of a cliff and just as I was about to step backward, the part I was standing on collapsed and I went falling down, screaming, hoping someone would somehow save me.
Then I heard a horse whinny and I landed on something hard that hurt my back. Whatever I was on, instantly dropped to the ground and I heard a painful neigh this time. I tumbled onto the ground and groaning, I stood up. I couldn’t believe my eyes. It was a carousel horse and it was breathing and moving and blinking. The horse stared at me awkwardly, “What’s the matter?” The horse inquired and I gasped.
“Y-you talk?” I asked in astonishment.
“Of course, I can.” The horse replied as though I should have known that.
“I’m sorry, I’ve never seen a carousel horse that was, well, alive.” I explained apologetically.
“You’re not from around here then. Who are you?” She asked with her eyebrow raised.
“I’m Scarlet. I come from over the teacup.” I informed her.
“Over the teacup?” She repeated, clearly confused.
“Yes, you know, how your world is inside of a huge teacup? Well I come from over and beyond the teacup.” I explained, but she just stared at me blankly. Did she not know that she was living in a teacup? I watched her waiting for an answer, but instead she shook her head and began to get up, but stumbled with a painful groan.
I took a step forward and asked, “Are you hurt?” She didn’t say a word, for her eyes said it all. I went over to her and said, “Let me see. Maybe I can help you.” I offered and she slowly moved her back leg toward me. I clasped my hand over my mouth and gulped. “Don’t move.” I commanded and sat down beside her, pulling her gently onto my lap. I ran my fingers lightly over her leg and whispered, “Your leg is broken and it looks really bad. How did it happen?”
“It was a man. He wanted to take me far away and sell me to some dirty scums, but I fought him and then this happened.” She explained with sadness in her eyes.
“I’m so sorry.” Those were the only words I could find to say.
“It isn’t your doing. Anyway, you really should go before he finds you, or more importantly, before he discovers who you are.” She said with concern.
“What do you mean? I’m just a girl.” I told her plainly, but she sighed.
“I can sense things about people. I know you have royal blood inside you and believe me, you do not want him to find that out.” She warned.
“Why? What would happen?” I inquired, not understanding any of this.
She looked straight into my eyes and said gravely, “He has killed or imprisoned all the royals who have ever been here. No one knows why.”
Fear came over me and I wanted to return home more than anything, but I knew I couldn’t. Herald sent me here to find something to help my kingdom, and that’s what I was going to do.
Whew! That was a long one! Sorry about that, Loren! 😛
Uuuughhh! NOOO!! I want to continue this story now, too!! What on earth am I going to do? *cries* LOL!
Well, I hope you liked it! Talk to you all soon! 😀
You might have heard that Loren is hosting a writing camp! Well, I entered and I am oonnn….
TEAM DRAGONS!!! YEEAAAH!!! GO DRAGONS!!! 😀 XD
Ahem. Anyway… Here’s the prompt I used to write the story below. Enjoy! 😀
Michael and I stood silent in the dark near the arch stone that stood in the center of the town square. We waited impatiently for someone to arrive. Neither of us knew who we were expecting, only that someone was coming to meet us that night.
After a half an hour of shivering in the cold, we had nearly given up hope. But then Michael touched my arm and motioned his head for me to look. I strained to see through the thick fog and I could just barely make out a dark figure. It was a man wearing a cloak that flowed in the wind. His hood shaded his face completely, setting off a frightening and mysterious look.
The man slowly made his way over to us and stopped when we were about two feet apart.
“You’re the one who sent us the letter?” Michael inquired with a slight look of fear in his eyes.
“Yes.” The mysterious man answered in a low voice.
“What did you mean when you said, ‘Time is of the essence. Now is the time to unite.” I asked, slowly repeating the letter as I recalled what it said.
“You two are special. Just as your parents before you.” He stated, his voice sounding a little sad.
“How do you know our parents?” Michael questioned in his confusion.
“They were old friends of mine. Sarah and Marcus were chosen for a very special and important duty. They were given the task to protect one of the realm’s most valuable relics; The Eagle’s Flame. There are four other relics beside this one and each relic was under the protection of the five Knights of Regol; an ancient kingdom that has been long since forgotten. Unfortunately, something evil now holds in it’s possession all five of the relics. I need you two, to help me get them back.” The man said gravely. I looked at Michael, hoping that he would speak to the man first, but he didn’t breathe a word. He just stood in silence, looking down at his feet, something he does when he’s in a deep thought.
“Sir, we are nothing special. Just a normal brother and sister who have been orphaned. We’ve never done anything to be worthy of this task.” I said hopelessly.
The man chuckled softly. “Dear child, your humility is exactly what makes you qualified for this task. You and your brother shall become Knights of Regol because each of you hold the same special qualities inside of you as your parents; loyalty, humility, courage, and strength. I know you will make us all proud.” He kindly said, and though I couldn’t see it, I could feel him smiling at me.
“Why do you need more knights if there are only five relics that need protecting? Didn’t you say that there are five knights protecting them?” Michael inquired curiously.
The man pulled his hood down, revealing his face. He had a couple of burn marks that were painful to look at and it reminded me of when my parents died in a terrible fire, just barely over a year ago.
“Yes, there were others, but I was the first. I am the original.” He said gravely and looked at me closely. “You’re remembering the fire your parents died in. Well, unfortunately, all the rest of the knights died in the same fire. I barely escaped the monster…” His voice trailed off and his eyes went blank, as though he was recalling every terrible moment on that day.
“What monster?” I asked in a whisper.
He looked at us closely and said, “His name is Diego. He is the most powerful dragon that has ever lived. Normally I’d say that he is someone you would never wish to encounter, but unfortunately, you must.”
“Why must we?” Michael wondered.
“Because without the five Knights of Regol no one will ever remember the ancient kingdom, they will never be at peace, and they will never remember who they truly are. Now, are you ready to embrace your destiny?” He asked hopefully.
Michael and I looked at each other and nodded our heads. Michael said, “This is what our parents would have wanted.” And mustering up our courage we each said in unison, “We’re ready.”
The knight grinned and moved us to the side. He stepped up to the stone arch and pressed his hand up against a stone, opening a portal that we’d never known existed. With a heart full of hope and all the courage we could muster, we stepped into the swirling vortex to embrace our destiny.
I had so much fun writing this! I think I may have to continue it…. What do you think?
Have a great day!
P.S. Kind of funny that it has a dragon in it when I’m on Team Dragons, huh? I didn’t even mean to do that. It just sort of happened! LOL!
Hey everyone!!! I’m SO excited because NaNoWriMo started yesterday!! YAAAY!!! 😀 My goal is 10,000 words, so hopefully I can do it!
I’ve been reading this AWESOME book called Screenplay by Disney and today I finished it. It was one of the most amazing books ever and inspired me so much in my writing and just better understanding on how to write an amazing story. The last sentence was; “Now, put down the book and go pick up a pen or turn on the computer. There are a lot of people out there just waiting to enjoy a good story…” It made me feel so ready to write the greatest story ever!! 😀
Are you doing NaNoWriMo? If you are, comment your username and we can be buddies! 😀
YAY! I’m so happy to be able to tell you that I am finally inspired to write again! 😀
Here is my storyboard so far. It’s so much fun to stick the notes on there! It makes me feel so professional 😉 😀
Now, I’m not going to say what the story is about. I am always very hush-hush about my stories (which is why the picture of my storyboard is blurred 😉 ), but I think I’ll tell you the name of it, just because I’m excited It is called – “Painting Away The Darkness”! 😀
I’m still unsure if this will be a photostory series on my other blog, LHOAG, or if I will try to turn it into an actual book. I guess I’ll just have to see how things go
Are you working on a story right now? I’d love to know! 😀
Hi! Hallo! Guten Tag! And all that fun stuff 😉
So, yeah, I’m kinda obsessed with journals…. I don’t know what happened, but seriously, journals are amazing! XD
My mom and I were at Target today looking for post-it notes, but then wandered down an aisle that had journals. And notebooks. And it was amazing, so I took pictures to share with you because I was just so excited! LOL!
Here is most of the display. I honestly had NO idea that Target sold journals!!! Like – OH MY GOSH!! And there were a lot of super cute ones, too!!
Like this one! So simple, yet so cute
This one is so cute! I loved the texture and that it had a magnet closure 😀
Okay, for some reason, these were adorable to me! They felt amazing, too. Oh my gosh. And it’s just a little three pack that say “chapter 1.”, “chapter 2.”, and “chapter 3.”!
One pack was open already, so I thought I’d just show you the other two. Aren’t they cute?!
And they had adorable mini notebooks!
This makes me want to watch VeggieTales… 😛
This. Is. So. Adorable :O
Raise your hand if you love typewriters! *raises hand* I hope you raised your hand because typewriters are so cool! LOL! XD
I just love telephones ^_^
In case you’re wondering, yes, I did get something!
It’s this really cool journal that’s inspirational and asks you questions about yourself, your goals, etc.
Here’s the first page.
It has cute little things like this all throughout the book, which I realized splits things up into sections. So that section would be about beauty, one would be about traveling, writing, and so on 😉
Here’s an example of something they’d have you write about (I’ve noticed a few typos in this book… Notice the one in that sentence?)
I. Died. J.R.R. Tolkien. LOTR. YES!!! 😀
This quote is so awesome!!! 😀
Oh! I also got another journal recently… Hehe… 😀 I just love what is says! It makes me think of Cinderella
And there are crowns inside!!! 😀
I’m also excited cause while we were at Target, I got poster board and stick-it notes (that I mentioned earlier 😉 ) so I can make a Plot Board/Story Board like Loren talked about here. It got me so excited and I can’t wait to get started! 😀
Aren’t journals amazing? XD
I have been working on writing a book, but I’ve barely done anything with it. I can see what’s going to happen in my mind, but I just can’t write it. Does that sound weird? It’s just that, the way I write is I can’t just start writing and everything flows well. I have to be inspired. But that totally goes against a quote I wanna work by which says, “Serious writers write, inspired or not. Over time they discover that routine is a better friend than inspiration.” ~ Ralph Keyes. I have been able to just start writing when I’m uninspired a couple of times, but most of the time, it doesn’t work out. The weird thing for me right now is that I feel inspired to write, but I’m somehow finding it hard to start. I don’t know why, though. I honestly don’t know how long it’s been since I worked on my book. It’s been over a month for sure. Probably going on 2 months!
So I’m wondering…. What do you do when you just can’t seem to write? Do you force yourself into working on your story? Or do you just keep waiting until you feel ready? I really miss writing and I’d love to start having my writing days again, but I’m just so confused and don’t know what to do….
Any advice or inspiration would be really appreciated!
Hello everyone! A while back, my friend suggested that I keep a writing journal that you carry with you everywhere to write down story ideas, names that you can use for your characters, plan out stories, etc. At first I thought “I don’t know if I’ll do that. I use my iPod for all of my notes.”, but I did not know what I was missing out on!
My brother got me this journal for one of my birthdays, and I’ve always loved it, but I just didn’t know what to write down in there. So I decided that I could use this as my writing journal. I hadn’t really used it much, but last week when we went to Hobby Lobby, I felt so inspired by the flowers there, that I took out my journal and wrote a small scene. I can’t tell you how much fun it was! I thought I would feel weird walking around writing in a journal, but I didn’t feel weird at all. It was AWESOME!
So that is when I got hooked. Every time we went in a store where there were journals I HAD to peek at them! There are seriously so many awesome journals out there, I could have a whole bookshelf just filled with blank journals! I love them! 😀
Yesterday, we went to WalMart and I got the adorable journal pictured above! I adore polka dots and I loved how it said “Write” on the cover!
And of course if you’ve got a cute journal, you just gotta have an adorable pen! I’ve had this awesome donut pen for a few years (actually it was a backup. The first one died so I’ve been using this one for a couple weeks now.) that I got from Target. I’m in love with donuts, so writing in a perfect journal with a donut pen is just awesomely fun! 😀
Here’s a peek inside my jumbo journal! Oh, I guess I forgot to mention that it was jumbo, huh? LOL! I love the inside because there are different color pages and each page has a little date box in the corner
Here are my two writing journals side by side. My jumbo journal I will use at home, and the small one I’ll use on the go
I just have to say that if you love to write and hope to be an author someday as I do, I highly recommend having a writing journal! I’m loving mine and they are such a huge help with planning out stories and what your characters will be like.
I know I have already said a few things you could put in your writing journal, but here’s a list with a few more ideas:
– Plan a story
– List your characters and describe their personalities
– Write down first names and last names you could use for characters
– Write down any quotes, lyrics, etc. that inspire you
– Things that you need to work on improving in your writing
– New words you learn that you’d like to use in your stories
– And so much more!
If you start a writing journal, please let me know in the comments section down below!
Do you enjoy writing?