I was not kidding when I told you that I was suffering from artist block. This leaves you, with the fun oppertunity of judging which of my drawing today take the cake as the worst.
will it be:
the horribly drawn portrait of Liam hemsworth
or
the possibly worse drawing of my mother
When the young mother returned to the kitchen of the castle with the big fat boar the pretty woman squealed with delight.
“how did you manage to get a boar from the forest” asked the pretty woman
“I made the leader of the Bandits laugh” said the young mother
“you truly are brave, if you dared confront a man as dangerous as the leader of the bandits” the pretty woman gushed. “If you help me prepare this boar, I will show you to the king and the queen.”
And so the young mother and the pretty woman set about preparing a dish of wild boar and before long they had a leg of pork glazed and ready for the royal mouths.
“We should go serve this to the king and the queen” said the pretty woman and started leading the young mother through the castle. They walked down stairs and through large empty halls decked in the finest silks. The young mother had never seen splendour like this. Finally they came to a gate so large and beautiful that it took the young mothers breath away. In front of the door stood an old man wearing the armour of a guard and snoring slightly
“this is as far as I can take you” whispered the pretty woman “if you want to see the king and the queen you will have to get past the guard and through the door”
with that the pretty woman left.
The young mother stood a for long time and looked at the old guard, who was obviously sleeping. She started to walk past him, but quickly realized that that would be harder than she had thought. Every time she walked close to the door he would stop her. The old guard didn’t wake up, he just appeared in front of here every time she tried approaching the door. After a while of this, the young mother gave a sigh of frustration. Obviously she would not be able to get anywhere close to the door.
Just then, the young mother had a thought. She lowered the two potato sack from her back and let the two infants onto the floor. If she couldn’t get to the door maybe they could. Maybe the old, sleeping guard wouldn’t notice the infants walking past his ankles as he had their mother walking past his face.
The young mother looked expectantly at the two infants at her feet, but they just stared up at her perplexed. “go, walk crawl, get to that door” the young mother urged.
For a long time neither of her daughters did anything, but in time the ugly child got on all fours and started crawling towards the large gate. The young mother was horrified, what if that ugly face was the first thing that the king and queen would see when the door opened. The thought repulsed the young mother so, that she wanted to call after her child, but if she did so she would wake the sleeping guard, and he had a big sword.
Instead the young mother bend down and started to urge her plain child forward, but for whatever reason the plain child would not move. She had rooted to the spot and looked up at her desperate mother with no expression at all.
It didn’t take long for the ugly child to make her way to the door and as the infant touched the fine gold of the door it sprang open and a hundred voices started cheering at once.
The king and the queen came walking towards the ugly child with bread smiles on their faces.
“this is our child” exclaimed the queen
“she surely is” said the king “she is the daughter of a woman who was clever enough to trick the bandits, brave enough to bargain with them and smart enough to figure out how to get to the throne room. This child has deserved to be raised as a princess.”
The young mother was invited inside, and though she offered her plain daughter to beceome a princess in the ugly ones stead, the king and queen would not hear of it. Instead they gave the young mother fine clothes and invited her to a fantastical feast. They had found their princess and that should be celebrated.
The celebrations lasted 5 days and 5 nights, and when they were done no one could ever remembers feasts as grand.
The young mother had finally gotten what she wanted, she hadgiven away a child to the king and queen, but she knew that she could never return to her husband. She had given away two of his children and never said a word to him. So instead of walking back into the first to her husband, she walked to the sea and became a seamstress and they lived happily ever after
I finally finished this damn story. I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I did writing it.
after several days of travel the young mother finally reached the edge of the forest and for the first time was able to look out over the planes.
To her left she could see oceans and ships setting sails for unexplored land and on her right she could see a castle so shiny and magnificent that its like could not be seen anywhere else in the entire world. The young mother veered right and walked towards the castle.
It wasn’t long before the young mother came across another woman walking with her infant son. The woman was dressed in garments so pretty that it made the young mother feel faint.
“Where are you going?” asked the pretty woman.
“I am going to the castle to offer the king and the queen one of my two daughters” said the young mother holding up the potato sacks.
“in that” the fancy woman laughed and pointed at her raggedy clothing.
“yes” said the young mother, but the pretty woman just laughed and walked away towards the castle.
“I will show her” said the young mother top herself as she too made her way up to the castle gates.
When she finally got there, the young mother was astounded by how many people had met up at the steps of the castle. There were women of al ages, sizes and colours all holding infants to their chests. Out of all the women, the young mother was by far the shabbiest. All around her people were pointing and jeering at her, but the young mother payed them no mind, she had come to give a daughter away and she would not be stopped.
After a while, a handsome young man stepped out from the castle and a hush fell over the mothers gathered by the gate of the castle.
“The king and queen will see your children now” he said.
There was such an excited uproar at this that the handsome young man had to shout to be heard as he said, “if you can get to them”
With that the handsome young man walked back into the castle and locked the large iron gate behind him. The excitement died down, what were they supposed to do now?
Some of the mothers went up to the gates and started pounding on it, more of the mothers started crying, which in turn made their children cry and even more of the mothers looked up at the castle in disgust and turned on their heels and left holding their children. The young mother was not so easily fooled though.
She had heard that the handsome young man had said “if you can get to them”
That meant that there had to be a way to get to the king and queen and that was obviously not through the iron gate.
Slipping out through the crowd the mother walked in the direction of the forest from which she had come.
“there must be another way in” she thought to herself.
Just then, the young mother came across a tiny little path set with flowers that led around the side of the castle. The young mother followed the path which led to a beautiful clearing filled with flowers of all sizes and shapes. In the middle of the meadow sat a young boy with curly blond hair and a white tunic on. The boy was playing a flute, but as the young mother approached he stopped his gay tune and looked at her.
“what are you doing here beggar woman?” He asked “don’t you know that this land belongs to the king and the queen”
“I do, pretty boy” said the young mother “I have come to seek an audience with them, I hope to give away a daughter”
“Why would the king and queen want the child of a lowly beggar woman” said the pretty boy with a scowl.
“I am not a beggar woman” said the young mother” I am the wife of the hunter in the forest and the mother of the daughter of the leader of the bandits. I have put on these clothes to deceive my enemy and entice my friends”
the pretty boy looked at her in awe and said “that was very clever of you. A woman as clever as you is bound to have clever children. I will take you to see the king and queen immediately”
OK, so this was the second instalment of my fairytale.
Sadly I won’t be able to upload any of it in the morning as I am heading out to a party right now and will probably be hung over in the morning. However I plan to finish this thing before Christmas, so stay tuned.
once upon a time there was a young woman who was in allot of pain. Her screams of agony could be heard throughout the thick forest in which she lived with her young husband.
Concerned for his wife’s health the young husband looked to his mother and asked “what is wrong with my Darling wife”
“nothing is wrong with your wife, sweet son” Said his mother with a smile“you should be happy, because your wife is giving birth”
With that the young woman gave birth to three daughters. One was fair as snow, with long blonde hair and beautiful rosy cheeks, one was plain as grey cotton, with ashen skin and grey hair and one was as ugly as dirt, with thick bushy eyebrows and and a fat short body.
When their mother saw all three sisters and noticed how far apart her daughters were in appearance she had a thought. She looked to her husband and said, “we hardly have enough food to feed ourselves, so we shall give 2 of these children away.” Her husband looked at her with sadness and exclaimed “you can’t be serious”
The young mother gave him a knowing look; she knew that her husband would never be able to part with his children, whom he loved so very much. So as she lay in bed, holding her sleeping infants, the young mother agreed that they should keep the children.
But that very night, she snuck out, because she knew that if she and her husband were going to keep these children they would all surely starve.
Her plan was to travel to the castle in the east, where she had heard that the king and queen were looking for a daughter to call their own. She adorned ragged clothing and put each of her daughter in a potato bag, to keep them safe, because there were bandits on the lose in the big dark forest
The path to the castle was long and winding and nary had she stepped 2 feet into the thick brush, when she was attacked by bandits.
“hold there beggar woman” said the leader of the bandits, whose beard was so big and red, that the only thing you could see of his face was his large black eyes.
“I don’t have anything” said the young mother, but the leader of the bandits wasn’t fooled.
“what is that on your back?” he asked suspiciously.
“it is nothing but potatoes” said the young mother straining to sound older than she actually was.
“Humbug” exclaimed the leader of the bandits “I just was one of them move, surely you are not trying to tell me that your potatoes have grown legs”
The young mother looked up at him with tears in her eyes and said “please, spare me. I am on my way to deliver one of my three beloved daughter to the king and queen”
“Let me see these children” said the leader of the Bandits and the young mother lowered the potato sacks from her back and showed the three sleeping children to the big brute.
The leader of the bandits looked at her and then at the three sleeping girls and said, “I shall take one”
The young mother quickly drew her children close, because she loved them and did not want to see them given over to this ox of a man. When the leader of the bandits saw this action, he hopped of his horse with such grace that the young mother forgot where she was for an instance and the pretty child slipped from her grasp.
The fair little girl tumbled onto the rough under-brush of the forest. She woke up immediately, but instead of crying out, she just looked up at the big brute in front of her and giggled.
“I shall take that one” said the leader of the bandits.
The young mother looked at him with horror, for that was the daughter she had planned to live the life of a princess.
“you mustn’t, you can’t” she pleaded with the leader of the bandits, but he would not be dissuaded.
“You can leave with your two remaining daughters or not at all, it is your choice” He told her, with a stern expression.
With many kisses and much sobbing the young mother left her prettiest child behind to be raised by bandits and continued on her way to the castle.
OK, so if you’ve made it this far, you already know that I am kind of straying from the norm with this post.
I thought it would be fun for once to try and do some creative writing, since it is actually what I want to be good at. I thought it would be best to start easy with something that I could expand on, so that is why I decided to do a fairy tale.
I hope you have enjoyed this, because there is more to come
One Lee is in the building she is more or less confined to an appartment. This is the home of the Donner family, a family of three who will serve as her guides for most fo the game. Each member of the Donner family (mother, daughter and father) have a personal object that they leave behind in their hurry to evacuate. While Lee is finding her way through the maze that is the apprtement building, she will be able to spot these objects as landmarks for her continuing jurney.
This appartment is the place that you start the game and also the springboard from which you get into the game. With that in mind I made this quick sketch of something that is homly as well is unsettling. i tried to make an atmosphere of over decoration. Making a home that is just short of being too cluttered. I hope this came across, if it did not, there will be more sketches coming soon.
Sylvester Hansen