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Mummers Tales – The Queen’s Scene (100 Word Story #36)

Mummers Tales

Good day gentle soul; salutations from my handsome marquee.

I am the Queen that stands before you peasant, but I bear an terrible envy:

For in the fields and in the hovels at night laughter does spill,

My mind is filled with evils and the spirits wish upon me ill: ill will.


I am wroth, I am pride, I possess all but this delight;

So filled with desire am I possessed by spite; this night.

I will bring upon wrath and storm, rain and cloud;

Turn your gaze if be thy proud; for tonight my hatred will be not cowed.

Words and pics: ©DJA 2016.



From the Compendium of One Hundred Word Stories


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