The exercise:
Let us once again end the week with some randomness. This time around, write about: Sir Norris, the not so noble knight.
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Showing posts with label Knight Prompt. Show all posts
Wednesday October 27th, 2010
The exercise:
The countdown to November continues with: the knight.
More background work today. I think I'm going to enjoy writing his scenes. Does that make me a bad person?
Mine:
Sir Dustin Drake - "Dusty" to absolutely no one with any interest in living - strode into the academy's reception hall and stopped to examine his surroundings. Stroking his well-oiled mustache, he sniffed twice to show that he was unimpressed, then moved to the welcome desk to his left.
"Good morrow, sir knight," the woman seated there said. "How are you on this beaut-"
"I am in need of a new squire," Dustin informed the air five inches above her head. "Preferably a more... durable one this time."
"Oh... I see. And what exactly happened to your previous one?"
"Dragon."
"Oh, good heavens! I'm so sorry -"
"Yes, terribly sad and all that," Dustin said as he inspected his fingernails. "But whatever can we do but carry on? So." He leaned towards her, placing his hands on the counter between them. "What are my options like today?"
Wednesday August 26th, 2009
The exercise:
Today's prompt: Knight crossing.
Inspiration: Knight Street is the only major street I have to cross between here and work that doesn't have a light signal. The wait can be lengthy or brief, so my commute is always dependent on the smoothness of my Knight crossing.
Mine:
One sunny afternoon in May,
On a dusty road in Barclay,
Sir Grovelly of County Tick
Did cross paths with Sir Tallylick.
The knights did bow so very low
And on their way began to go
When suddenly there did appear
The Lady Tipsy of House Sheer.
Both men, being good proper knights,
Offered escorts with boasts of might.
Lady Tipsy giggled and swayed,
Impressed by the size of their blades.
"I cannot choose between you two,"
She simpered while fixing her do.
"Then only a duel can decide!"
Sir Tallylick jovially cried.
"Are you sure there's no other way?"
Sir Grovelly asked in dismay.
But as the words were being said
Sir Tallylick lopped off his head.
The happy couple onward went,
Chatting with so much merriment.
They dined that night at Flip and Dale,
Where she promptly poisoned his ale.
Today's prompt: Knight crossing.
Inspiration: Knight Street is the only major street I have to cross between here and work that doesn't have a light signal. The wait can be lengthy or brief, so my commute is always dependent on the smoothness of my Knight crossing.
Mine:
One sunny afternoon in May,
On a dusty road in Barclay,
Sir Grovelly of County Tick
Did cross paths with Sir Tallylick.
The knights did bow so very low
And on their way began to go
When suddenly there did appear
The Lady Tipsy of House Sheer.
Both men, being good proper knights,
Offered escorts with boasts of might.
Lady Tipsy giggled and swayed,
Impressed by the size of their blades.
"I cannot choose between you two,"
She simpered while fixing her do.
"Then only a duel can decide!"
Sir Tallylick jovially cried.
"Are you sure there's no other way?"
Sir Grovelly asked in dismay.
But as the words were being said
Sir Tallylick lopped off his head.
The happy couple onward went,
Chatting with so much merriment.
They dined that night at Flip and Dale,
Where she promptly poisoned his ale.
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