Thursday, March 27, 2008

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The vagaries of the Princess - Part III -

Third part of the story of Princess capricious. Happy reading :-)

The Cabinet magic of the witch had nothing different than any magical house that you have visited.
Yes, well, eternal darkness of night and day, stills bubbling liquid luminescent and colorful, multicolored flares, stacks of books that tell their stories quietly, chimneys that cook soup, the usual.
Certainly the choice of the penumbra may have been strategic for the witch Serafina. Define it is too bad but some of its charm was the legacy of a far past. Nor had strange warts on the face or greenish. This no. The fact is that it was now a lady of a certain age, who had attended to the alternation of generations of royal families, which she threw up another mystery: how old were you? Of course the hint of hump, hoary hair disheveled, his skin a bit 'wrinkled and the croaking voice betrayed at least a hundred years. But it was always a sprightly old lady so much that one would expect such vitality in his legs so thin. He was waiting

Felix sipping tea by the fire on forever thanks to the Eternal Flame, as if they were 5 in the afternoon and night. Do not you guessed the shadow of fatigue on his face.

"Not that your visits to annoy me dear Felix, far from it." welcomed him talking about the witch with a veil of anger in his voice. "I ask you just a bit of notice next time: Ratty, the mouse messenger, it was almost a sprained ankle to rush to proclaim. And unless you really want to see me in a robe, a show that does not wish it on anyone, let me simply at least an hour. "
Felix opened his mouth in an attempt to reply but ...
"But I understand the urgency that led you here," continued with more sweetness "and in fact the issue had also crept into my thoughts."

"Care for tea with jasmine flowers?" he asked politely as he poured. "I brought him today gnomes. I find the bit of vanilla and ginger stimulate my magic power." The bubbling
of colored potions stroked the ears of the jester as Serafina sipped his tea. Again opened his mouth to tell her again and ...

"Yes, I know what you say. I already thought of a solution. The Princess is intractable and that is not appropriate for a member of the Royal Family! I prepared a spell that will suit us."
The old witch got up and went to the cupboard where a still simmering in a thick golden liquid cobalt. "That," said Serafina, "you pour in the tank that supplies water to the castle. The Princess did not drink, you want me to bring the pure spring water every day. The spell will affect all the inhabitants to the Court. Obviously also if you do not care! Get. "

Felix took the bottle in his hand where the liquid was still moving, as if an invisible fire him stir. Blue glow dancing on her face, and a shiver ran through the back. The inviting fragrance attracted him ... But What was to come?!
Sky, that careless! You'll want to know the effects of the potion dell'Intrattabilità. "Said the jester who had just opened her lips to ask. What a nuisance this hag! But we read it in thought ???!!!

" Hag? Me? I would like me to use more tact to an elderly lady. Where were we? Ah, yes. Who drinks the water where the poison is diluted forget having to use courtesy to the Royal House, and will respond in kind to any harassment. By the King and Queen without risk: they are the grace and dignity personified. Modestly, I myself took charge of their education. So now go, in a few hours the servants will be standing. No time. "

Having said this, the court jester as he found himself somewhere in the corridors of the Royal Rooms.
A little 'forbidden to set off the waterworks, and a thought stung him like a flea annoying, but if it was much easier to travel from place to place, Serafina could not usargli the courtesy to do that trick before?!

Monday, March 17, 2008

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The vagaries of the Princess - Part II - The vagaries of Princess

A great demand for public (3 players have a crowd for a blogger / writer / web soils in grass), here is the second part of the story. You can read the first part
clicking here.
... I guess when you read you will realize that the ending of the story will not be resolved even in three episodes ... Hehehehehe, now will test your interest!


(second part)

Despite the late hour and at risk of being pull behind insults, the Jester Felix was running spur to beat the long corridors and spacious halls of the castle. Tower Air was pretty far from the royal apartments, so the court jester of good walking breath, wondering what he would say.
had to find the right words to convince the witch Serafina to help him in this endeavor. He would respond to fend for yourself? The Jester I really hope not! After all the good of the Kingdom was to be profoundly important to you too, as CAMSFR .. ie Curator of Foreign Magic and Serenity of the Royal Family.
And then the plane without her loss of substance ... not to say that it would be impossible! No, no and no! Could not refuse! Meanwhile

thoughts distracted him from the fatigue of the road. Stairs going up and down, like snakes began wrapping itself up in long columns, and then rotate back and took unnatural, and that gave you the impression of does not lead anywhere. Heaven only knew how it was possible the steps fall so low as to make you look underground, for climbing up a tower that had no equal in height in the castle! But the witch Serafina was very mysterious about it. "When you reach a place no longer matters how you got there," he said. It thus dismissed the question in one sentence and the curious.

Last step, and finally the bright blue door electric Witch stood out in front of Felix. While he tried to compose himself, wiping the sweat, the impressive big face appeared in the Guardian of the Magic Door and thundered: "Welcome to the court jester. My mistress awaits you." Yes, he actually said that she was waiting, although he certainly had not announced his arrival. But, like, now no one was more appropriate to the vagaries of the witch Serafina: she had eyes and ears throughout the Castle Guard in every corner of the room (it was suspected that the bricks could eavesdrop) mice and even the cellars every night made her a detailed account of events at court.

(end of part two)

I know, I wrote little but time is running out. At prossimaaaaaaaa!

Friday, March 14, 2008

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This story is dedicated, and inspired, to a girl who has the name of a fairy tale character, the character an elf who bully and said he wanted to be a princess. Little Alice, maybe you do not notice but you already live like a queen!


Once upon a time and there is still a little girl as beautiful as capricious, as smart as sly, as affectionate as a bully, so ... In short, a little girl so much but so much of everything!

If it was a little girl any, his character as cantankerous as it is adorable, it was not a large problem: needed a spanking and a 'no TV for a week' would be sufficient to stop a tantrum.
But Alice, this is his name, was the princess of the kingdom of the Eternal City, and given that the wishes of a princess are orders, you can imagine that there was turmoil in his court: from the moment he woke in the morning on which we went to bed at night all the running around, giving their best not to hear her cry, scream and stomp.

the evening when at last the princess was in a dream world, all in unison, the Court indulged in a tired 'Ahhhh! A bit of rest! ' that resounded in all the valleys around the castle.
The situation was becoming daily more and more worrying because domestic gardeners, cooks, grooms, and even the horses of the royal stables no longer support the stress. King and Queen ahead of all!

One night after a rowdy child was sleeping, the parents confronted the real problem.
"My dear wife, if our daughter will continue to be so capricious the whole kingdom will turn against, I am very worried"
"My dear husband," said the Queen "I understand your concern, but what can we do? Alice to understand alone at his own expense, that share is the most beautiful there. "

Someone had heard the conversation, however: transit in the corridor, the court jester, so funny and meddler, he had stood behind the open door of the royal apartments and had not missed a word.
'Poor rulers' thinking. 'I must do something to help them and make them smile again. After all, whether or not the court jester?! '
Yes, but what could he do? It was urgently necessary for a drastic solution!
had to think ... He began pacing the corridor mileage, considering, measuring, evaluating every possibility. He scratched a little 'head, walked up and down, muttering, "House and hope that you understand? The more difficult a climb spanking ... Maybe? Not only would but then would end in chains ..." And right in the middle of the pros and cons, stopped dead while the idea comes to mind. A smile on his face was printed. He knew what to do. He turned on his heels and giggling left.

(end of part one)

Thursday, March 13, 2008

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Waiting "Princess Alice" If it comes back

It 's a little under a' trivial, I hope I can think of something better before the publication of the first part of the story.

In this regard, we welcome suggestions: the story of an adorable spoiled princess who has a life lesson about sharing ... but I can not anticipate too much, I have already said more than I should.

However the truth is that I would post a little bit more "I" on the blog for a long time, one of those pieces sharp and dripping with irony evil, buhahahaha.
But my creativity has run dry at the moment. The sun has dried up the well of Reality of VogliaDiRiderciSù, so scraping the bottom and do a rain dance.

The tale of Princess Alice is one of those dances there, a "heyaheyaheyahe" on the sky for inspiration, to reappear in the clouds and rain water from the RifiatateTristiUmani. I will invoke Manitou writers: save us from the desertification of ideas!

There is nothing worse than not being able to laugh at the misfortunes of life ... The problem is that there is a limit to everything: how to read the latest news of these days and smile? You can take the piss if human stupidity has caused huge damage!

And we are also in the countryside Election ... Has anyone taken a look at who / what / why we are going to vote again?? It makes me cry ... Another irony that, tears to dry.

Vabbhe ... better to focus on the princesses, castles and fairy tales ... and the brothers Grimm to assist me.

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

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the peaceful ...

no longer pass by my blog for a very long time.
There was no desire to write, because there was more the inspiration of Bello, Musa freethinkers.
The world is madness continues, a tin can that took over and rolls down lower and lower.
No, not the world of beauty inspired me more. Our pathetic lives seem to me always more pathetic when I open a newspaper, when I hear the comments of the people, when I see the usual misbehavior justified as habits.
... It will also be the time ... It rains so much that maybe now it's raining down, too.

But I saw a ray of sun a few days ago 'that has become my little muse for a little story. A tale from nothing to a girl who wants to be a princess.
And I started to write.

shortly publish this blog in a story for children but for children too-large, I am writing to Alice (puzzolona hello!).

Yes, ladies and gentlemen. I'm back.