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00 Away with the FairiesAway with the fairies Prologue
There was a delighted squeal as pork fat hit the flames, the fiery dancers writhing to the popping beat. Someone had started up a drum and the rest of the camp devoured their first hot meal of the day to the ever changing timber. Horses stomped, goats bleated and amongst the headache inducing din, Mikhail finally realised he was home. The constant press of noise behind his temples was warm, and the insulting colour combinations of ramshackle caravans and clothing familiar. There was a new body here and there, and the occasional grizzled face was missing from the throng, but the laughter and music was the same. Tomorrow was Weeks End so there would be no turning in early tonight, he mused glumly. Theyd camp, eat, dance and sing, then eat more while one of the story-tellers sent the children off to bed with a tale. After that was a mystery; hed been too young to stay up la
Shishosetsu IIShishosetsu II
Yes, theres a number two. Believe it or not, I found more things about myself to talk about. I dont know whether its modesty or just honesty that drives me to say Im not a very interesting person but, given the chance to, I always see something to give an opinion on. I guess I should keep a blog or a diary. Well, perhaps a diary. Theres no point in a blog if people dont read it thats what its there for, right? and I learnt through several years of blogging that no-one was really interested in what I had to say. Fair enough, I probably wasnt saying anything very interesting anyway. Got up, went to school/university, ate some ravioli, came home, went online, wrote blog. End of post. End of life, really, I dont do much else on a regular basis, give or take the few other activities Ill substitute the internet with. Its not fasci
I dare to presume, as a shishosetsu is also termed the I-novel, that I can write one in first person. Writing like this, Ive often felt, is somewhat self-indulgent a very good way for clearing ones head before writing fiction, but definitely not a form one would put up for general consumption yet after having a whole class on it in creative writing I have realised that people have published work like this, written whole books on it even.
No, dont worry, Im not writing a book. Ive hardly lived long enough or done enough that I can remember for that.
Ill begin, she says after one-hundred words or so, by stating that now, right at this moment, I am happy. Perhaps happy is too strong of a word; content may be more accurate. Naturally there are many things in my life that could be improved. Arent there always? For a start I could curb my
It was a rare, almost unheard of moment when Felix simply sat. Not silent because his mouth was filled with taffy, bubblegum or some other form of sugar coated decadence, nor because hed been punished by Vyvian for a childish misdemeanour. Felix Armand Fabrizio was sitting still, of his own accord, and thinking quietly. Vyvian had almost had a heart attack. Felix hadnt noticed, instead letting loose a quiet sigh of melancholy. Noting the decadent language of this piece of writing, along with her adopted childs sudden bout of effeminate emotions, Vyvian promptly decided that she wanted little to do with a fanfic of this nature and made herself scarce. This, having removed the one character who may have given young Felix and form of advice on the matter, leaves the story quite open to the problems the boys dilemma would open.
Felix didnt notice his mother leave. He sighed again, changin
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