AN Revised: I went through, made things flow better, spruced stuff up, and plan on adding
a new chapter shortly, promise. Any comments would be welcome.
AN: Bloody ideas, won't go away. Hello kids, here's the beginning of another. Just a taste.
Let me know if you find it to your liking cause, honestly, I haven't the foggiest as to where
its gonna go. Alway fun right? ;) Happy Early New Years!
***************************** Take Me Away: Prologue *****************************
William Shakespeare famously said "Lord, what fools these mortals be..." Sarah Williams was
in perfect agreement with this assessment. She just found it a bit lacking and amended it,
if only in the relative privacy of her mind, to "Lord, what fools life makes of us all."
Mortal, immortal, human, or, well, Other. Like Sidhe. Fae. Goblin King...
She sighed and stared at the open book before her, as if it was foreign and not something she
had prized, cherished, and abhorred in equal measure for most of her life. It was tattered
and torn, worn with wear and tears, both of hope and utter despair.
Sarah was having a bad day. Actually, she was having a spectacularly bad day that ended a
streak of rotten luck that seemed to be running on something near thirteen months. She figured
it was a good sign, or, well, a bad one, but when it came right down to it, today was a bloody
sign.
Life obviously was determined to give her the short end of the proverbial stick. So Sarah was
just going to have to create an entirely new life. Nothing to it.
She hoped.
Its not like hers was going well. She willed the tears away brusquely, determined not to let
the emotional damn break that she had spent so much time and willpower constructing. She
was stronger than her pain. She had to be.
It just might prove a bit tricky. Well, a certain frigid monarch might not take so kindly to
her manipulations. She doubted she was on his favorite person list but then, she doubted HE
was on a lot of favorite person lists himself so it worked out, sorta.
Sarah reached out and stroked the simple printed words with fingers that trembled a bit more
than they really should have before taking a deep breath for strength. She took another, just
for luck (even if it had forsaken her), and spoke the words she had once swore would never
fall from her lips again.
"I wish the goblins would come and take me away, right now!"
a new chapter shortly, promise. Any comments would be welcome.
AN: Bloody ideas, won't go away. Hello kids, here's the beginning of another. Just a taste.
Let me know if you find it to your liking cause, honestly, I haven't the foggiest as to where
its gonna go. Alway fun right? ;) Happy Early New Years!
***************************** Take Me Away: Prologue *****************************
William Shakespeare famously said "Lord, what fools these mortals be..." Sarah Williams was
in perfect agreement with this assessment. She just found it a bit lacking and amended it,
if only in the relative privacy of her mind, to "Lord, what fools life makes of us all."
Mortal, immortal, human, or, well, Other. Like Sidhe. Fae. Goblin King...
She sighed and stared at the open book before her, as if it was foreign and not something she
had prized, cherished, and abhorred in equal measure for most of her life. It was tattered
and torn, worn with wear and tears, both of hope and utter despair.
Sarah was having a bad day. Actually, she was having a spectacularly bad day that ended a
streak of rotten luck that seemed to be running on something near thirteen months. She figured
it was a good sign, or, well, a bad one, but when it came right down to it, today was a bloody
sign.
Life obviously was determined to give her the short end of the proverbial stick. So Sarah was
just going to have to create an entirely new life. Nothing to it.
She hoped.
Its not like hers was going well. She willed the tears away brusquely, determined not to let
the emotional damn break that she had spent so much time and willpower constructing. She
was stronger than her pain. She had to be.
It just might prove a bit tricky. Well, a certain frigid monarch might not take so kindly to
her manipulations. She doubted she was on his favorite person list but then, she doubted HE
was on a lot of favorite person lists himself so it worked out, sorta.
Sarah reached out and stroked the simple printed words with fingers that trembled a bit more
than they really should have before taking a deep breath for strength. She took another, just
for luck (even if it had forsaken her), and spoke the words she had once swore would never
fall from her lips again.
"I wish the goblins would come and take me away, right now!"