In my school I have a subject called Wordly Wise where I learn new words and their meanings. Several times I have to make sentences with the words in the list. Sometimes I have a theme going and I make a little story or dialogue with them. Here is a short story I formed with them a few days ago, minus the first two words. (If you don't know some of the words, look them up.) NOTE: All of the words are in order as given in the book.
Aideen stood on the shore, watching as the flotilla of six ships came into the dock. The gossamer that covered her dress was a stark contrast to the heaviness of her heart. While many women were rejoicing that their husbands and sons were returning from the war, Aideen's husband would never return to her. She blinked back the tears, trying to avoid an ignominious scene in front of the others. She knew that if she lost control she would incur malicious gossip.
In an attempt to calm her emotions she turned her attention back to the ships. The men were returning from the K---- War, having liquidated the evil magnate, O-----, and his conquering army.
Aideen's somber face showed that her name, meaning pensive and thoughtful, was no misnomer. Sighing, she turned back to her wagon to complete the onerous task of loading her heavy goods onto her wagon. At that moment, pandemonium broke out on the dock as the first boat landed a group on the dock.
As Aideen attempted to block out the noise, a notion broke across her mind. Perhaps her husband was not dead. Maybe it was a mistake. But she instantly dismissed it as a totally quixotic idea.
Suddenly, arms encircled Aideen's waist. She tried to fight them off, but they held tightly to her with a tenacious grip. A voice came into her ear, "Aideen, it's me." Aideen whirled around, her throat tight. When she saw her husband standing there alive, every vestige of her self-control fled. She threw herself joyously into his arms. A zephyr swept across the dock ruffling their hair as they stood there weeping, each rejoicing in the reunion. |
Oct. 22, 2009 - Good grief! Fantastic!
Oh, there is a fan who is wondering where the rest of Andi Lost is. I suspect you are ready to move on to greener pastures. She told me the other day that she wants to see how it ends and if she has to, maybe she can finish it herself! LOL
Her name is Kendra. Shall I give her your permission to finish Andi Lost? Wouldn't that be weird? A two-author story, and you don't even know each other.
p.s. NICE template. You've been busy on HSB. I've been absent from HSB. *sigh*