Of Drabbles and Dreams

Today, for your reading pleasure: A pair of drabbles (stories exactly 100 words in length) inspired by pieces discovered via deviartART. Enjoy!

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In his dream, he faced the Darkness. But this time, the fire was his to wield.

Cold blue flame shivered down the length of the blade in his hand, a match for the ice burning in his gaze. In waking, he’d borne no such weapon. In truth, Darkness had overcome.

But what were dreams if not a hope for something more?

He stood as the prince he once was – as the king he might have been, had the world spun differently. Memories of fear and loss, he cut adrift to vanish on the wind.

Tonight, he fought for the light.

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The Prince of Below murmured, one night, “I wonder… Have you ever seen rain, Friend Moon?”

“Alas, I have not,” the sad moon sighed. “For it falls from the clouds. And when clouds fill the sky, my eyes see nothing of Below.”

“That is a great shame, for rain’s a pretty sight. Perhaps…” A pause. A thought. A smile. “Here. I can show you.”

Up, a wish of the heart.

Up, an umbrella of dreams.

Up, a voice of magic for which Below has no words, though those Above remember.

Thus did the Prince sing down a shower of stars.

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(Enjoyed what I wrote? There’s loads more where that came from! Browse the DEShipley catalogue, why dontcha. Or if you wish, leave a tip on my GoFundMe page; I’m covered for Outlaws of Avalon 2, praise God, but there’s always Book 3 and beyond… ;D)

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