Cursed Blessing
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zMisplaced Stories [ADMIN use only] › Legends/Myths/Lore
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
37
Views:
2,895
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0
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"Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited."
2
She arrived at the older part of the community, shops were bustling with people. The center of the town was full of shops but during this time of year there were even more. Making her way through the crowd of people, she immerged to see a large pile of wood stacked high.
The bonfire, it was the center piece to the whole festival. Around it was benches, bleachers and even some blankets. It would be lit at sundown. People would dance around it, storytellers would tell tales of the old world. Finding a spot in the front row she sat down.
A boy around the age of six ran down the aisle of benches opposite of her. A brown spotted pup at his heals barking. The boy was laughing. She watched him as he raced around the bonfire the pup nipping at him. The pup and the boy’s legs became tangled and he tripped falling hard. The pup whined while licking his face. His blond hair was a mess; his bright blue eyes sparkled. Pushing the pup away he picked himself up and dusted himself off. She could help but smile, he reminded her of her own son at that age.
The boy looked up and saw the old lady. “Hi.” He squeaked
“Hello. That is a fine pup you have there.”
The pup was all over the boy, jumping and yipping. His tail waggling so fast his whole body shook.
“His name is Bob. I got ‘em for my birthday.”
“My, what a fine name and present. Are you enjoying the festival?”
His head bobbed as he approached her. “We have eaten a lot today.” Patting his tummy. “My momma says I will get to hear stories tonight.”
“Yes, a lot of stories. About battles, ships, and might Vikings.”
“Do you know stories?”
“Oh yes I know many, many stories about great warriors, dragons, trolls and the mighty gods of Valhalla.”
The little boys eyes grew large and his mouth gapped. “WOW!” he exclaimed then ran back up the aisle with the pup in tow. She cackled at the antics of the child.
Resting her cane next her, she stretched out her legs and waited for the sun to set.
The bonfire, it was the center piece to the whole festival. Around it was benches, bleachers and even some blankets. It would be lit at sundown. People would dance around it, storytellers would tell tales of the old world. Finding a spot in the front row she sat down.
A boy around the age of six ran down the aisle of benches opposite of her. A brown spotted pup at his heals barking. The boy was laughing. She watched him as he raced around the bonfire the pup nipping at him. The pup and the boy’s legs became tangled and he tripped falling hard. The pup whined while licking his face. His blond hair was a mess; his bright blue eyes sparkled. Pushing the pup away he picked himself up and dusted himself off. She could help but smile, he reminded her of her own son at that age.
The boy looked up and saw the old lady. “Hi.” He squeaked
“Hello. That is a fine pup you have there.”
The pup was all over the boy, jumping and yipping. His tail waggling so fast his whole body shook.
“His name is Bob. I got ‘em for my birthday.”
“My, what a fine name and present. Are you enjoying the festival?”
His head bobbed as he approached her. “We have eaten a lot today.” Patting his tummy. “My momma says I will get to hear stories tonight.”
“Yes, a lot of stories. About battles, ships, and might Vikings.”
“Do you know stories?”
“Oh yes I know many, many stories about great warriors, dragons, trolls and the mighty gods of Valhalla.”
The little boys eyes grew large and his mouth gapped. “WOW!” he exclaimed then ran back up the aisle with the pup in tow. She cackled at the antics of the child.
Resting her cane next her, she stretched out her legs and waited for the sun to set.