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Comment Fic Fill

Author: ciaranbochna
Length: 207 Words
Rating: R

Warnings: Mention of murder, implied violence
A/N: Written for this prompt from tigriswolf on comment_fic Fairy tales, any peasant, princess, or nobleman's daughter, the prettier the rose, the sharper the thorns.

They notice the velvet, heavy with embroidery, with detail so fine the royal seamstress lost her sight as she pulled the last stitch. They see the way the material holds its shape, floating about her feet. They sigh over her elaborately pulled hair, two black curls falling artfully over her shoulders. Her nails glow as if crushed stardust has fallen on her hands.

Her lips are red as the blood spilled in her father’s fields.

Through the slits in her dress she can feel the knives, honed to cut the air as she walks. Her hair hides pieces of oak and holly leaf—she does her best, but running through the wood has its perils. Courtiers won’t notice the black soil or flecks of reddish-brown beneath her nails if she grinds pearl dust into her hands. They admire her grace, her smile, and how well she listens and honours her father.

The day she watched her father butcher a farmer for keeping food for his children she sold her marriage dowry. In the woods her true family lies, and with her father's soiled riches she will bring his kingdom down.


( 5 comments — Leave a comment )
Jul. 30th, 2013 05:19 am (UTC)
Oh this seems like the start of something...
Jul. 30th, 2013 05:44 am (UTC)
Not really, just something I made note of from Friday's batch, and finally sorted out;)
Aug. 5th, 2013 02:24 am (UTC)
I dunno, it really sounds like it could be the start of something.... :)
Aug. 5th, 2013 02:24 am (UTC)
I really like this.... :)
Aug. 6th, 2013 03:33 am (UTC)
Thanks, I am glad that you do!
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