Each day there was a prompt to create a piece.
Day 1. 'HOME'
”Once upon a time her forest had been far and wide. It’s mossy plains never ending. But the cold grey stone spread like a plague across those ancient paths she travelled. Each garden was a country, this island her universe and her home her castle"Day 2. SECRET'
Many of you may know that I think Robins are a bit special, so who better to pluck from the book of knowledge?
'Many men believe they have read from the book of knowledge. Yet in reality only but a few know how to pluck the golden threads of secret from it’s ancient pages’
Day 3. PATH
On the third day I couldn't get the old song 'The Fox' out of my head. It's a song I used to sing at Primary school and is also on my Spotify playlist. (I like the Laura Veirs version) Here he is, out on the path on that chilly night.
”A fox went out on a chilly night and he prayed to the moon to give him light for he’d many a mile to go that night before he reached the town o, town o, town o “
Do you remember the song? :-)
Day 4. SMOKE
The sleeping red dragon beneath Dinas Emrys.
“Sometimes a thin cloud curls around the old hillock like smoke”
Legend says that the war lord Vortigen chose the hill as his retreat. But however hard he tried to build his fortress, all stones toppled. Believing it was the work of supernatural powers preventing his success he seeked the help of a young boy. Myrddin Emrys (Merlin). Vortigern had plans to sacrificie his innocent body to appease the powers. When the boy realised, he scorned the idea that any supernatural power was involved & told Vortigern that attempts at building had failed because two dragons lay sleeping inside the hill, beneath a lake. Convinced the boy was right, Vortigern dug deep beneath, found the lake & drained it. The two dragons, woke up and began to fight. The white dragon fled leaving the red dragon to go back to sleep quietly in his lair. Vortigern’s castle was finally built and named in honour of Myrddin Emrys.
Day 5. DARKNESS
Day 5's sketch featured my old friend and familiar, the white hare“He knew the many old tales of the forest, the young girl with the blood red cloak, the two children that left a trail of breadcrumbs behind them. The darkness held many stories, and yet he still walked it’s labyrinth of paths leaving stardust in his wake, for souls to find”
Day 6. KEY
Day 7. CROWN
’As a daughter of the forest she cared not for gold or silver. So they made her a crown gifted from Autumn hedgerows.
I enjoyed taking part and am glad I set myself this small challenge. Hopefully I shall take part in some more daily challenges next year?