Sunday, 4 April 2010

How Much Writing Can You Fit On An Egg?

This is my one.

Once Upon A Time there was a slimline maiden with shining red-gold curls and steady green-grey eyes that sometimes shone with impenetrable calm. She was walking confidently through a flowery meadow one day, singing tunelessly as is the wont of the tone deaf, when she heard a cacophonous braying noise.

On further investigation she discovered a velvet-nosed donkey which was trapped underneath an echo.

"What happened to you," she wondered aloud, not really expecting an answer.

"I am the victim of a terrible injustice," the donkey replied in a surprising manner. "A horrible trolley boy from the local supermarket was dabbling in the occult and changed me into a donkey. I know not how to break the spell."

"Oh," said the maid, "that's sad."

Then she went home for tea.

Happy Easter.

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