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Stone Tigers

Title: Stone Tigers
Author: ciaranbochna
Length: 302 words

A/N: This is an original work. All rights reserved. From this prompt on comment_fic fairy tales, any peasant, princess, or nobleman's daughter, her smile is as pretty as flower (and as sharp as a blade). Today's theme was "weapons"

Tannis is no great beauty. They do not spin tales of her golden hair and ruby lips. She does not sing like a nightingale, and no faeries preside over her birth.

Yet this man rushes to bring her flowers, jewels, rare manuscripts—anything she asks him. Every time Tannis smiles, even for a moment, he trips over his feet to please her.

There are kings waiting like anxious boys for her notice. Wringing their fingers, agonizing over the chance to address her father for her hand. Waiting for her head to turn. They don’t know that her father hasn’t controlled her life for over 10 years.

Her father was the first.



“Yes my dear?”

“Will you plant me a rose garden and fill it with tigers?”

“Tigers can’t survive here, Tannis. It is too cold. “

Tannis looks up at her father, feeling something uncurl in her chest, pressing against her ribs. Her lips twist. It doesn’t feel like a smile, but something designed to wound.

“Oh, well I’m sure we can find someone in the kingdom who knows how to take care of them.”

She had to settle for stone tigers then. But Tannis knew she could do better than that.

Soon, they started to tell her how beautiful she was, but Tannis knew she wasn’t. There was something about her they couldn’t resist. They looked at her, and all the breath left them as they waited for one word.


They surround her like birds. Never still, hoping for crumbs from her lips. They are buoyed by a an expression she doesn't believe.

None of them feel it. But she does. Tannis watches who they are bleed from them, drifting over the floor at her feet. All they want is one more smile. It is her favourite game.


( 8 comments — Leave a comment )
Feb. 20th, 2014 05:02 pm (UTC)
You have a dark side to you that I didn't know anything about. ;)
Cool story.
Feb. 20th, 2014 10:50 pm (UTC)
Yes, it's as though you haven't known me for nearly 20 years. Odd, that;)

Thank you, I am glad you enjoyed it.
Feb. 21st, 2014 07:22 am (UTC)
Wombat is just deliberately obtuse.
Feb. 21st, 2014 11:10 pm (UTC)
He excels at it, indeed.
Feb. 21st, 2014 07:21 am (UTC)
Ohhhh coooooool. Very cool. Very classic Grimm's there, lovely. Will you be expanding on it?
Feb. 21st, 2014 11:13 pm (UTC)
Grimm is just what I was trying to achieve!

No, I am trying to finish the little thing I began on Monday, before the gates to hell opened and decided to rain upon everything.
Mar. 9th, 2014 07:19 pm (UTC)
dark and deadly and perfect :)
Mar. 9th, 2014 07:40 pm (UTC)
Thank you! That is what I was hoping for.
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