Saturday, February 15, 2014

The Elves and the Shoemaker

I write silly posts usually, nothing that would make any difference to any one. But a blog is about sharing your ideas with people, and apparently my poetry and stories are the things I can create. But I lost the page of my newest poems. On the bright side, I have the first chapter of  a serial story I started. Hope you like it!
The Elves and the Shoemaker 
Chapter:1
'Where shall we go next?', asked Fennel to no one in particular. Fern sat on the ground, apparently thinking hard, but actually playing hard on an iLeaf, created by Dewdrop. Suddenly there was a clatter and with a sound like a hurricane Fog appeared. 'Cheep was ready to fight Chick and I got a prize for the winner (cause I was going to fight the winner and win and become the ultimate winner and have the prize) but that Masti the imp stole it and I followed him but then nobody would tell me who won and Chick and Cheep ganged up on me so I fought them like this-' and he made lots of motions with his hands and ran around making sounds. He spoke fast and loud and made a lot of noise. 'Shut up!' Fern screamed at him. But Fog wouldn't. He just went on until Fern and Fennel put their hands over his mouth. But even then he went on chattering so Fern slapped him smartly across the face. 'Owww, hey!' Fog touched the cheek where he had been slapped and stopped talking for a moment. Fennel, meanwhile, had gone to get some tape to tape his mouth shut. 'That'll teach you' said Fern darkly. He went back to his game. Fog would have attacked him if another person hadn't just arrived. 'Are you ready?' asked their sister. 'For what?'asked Fennel, walking over. 'You wanted an adventure, didn't you?' 'Yes!' 'So I found you one!'