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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Illustrate the meaning of "Make Hay While the Sun Shines" (without using the actual phrase or literal example). (03/06/08)

TITLE: Tough Luck
By Skittles .
03/11/08


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The sun rose into a clear sky. Morning air, crisp and cool, wafted up around the near obsidian hooves of a great bronze steed. The beast snorted. Its rider sat with his shoulders thrown back. His long, curly brown hair hung in a waving pattern and brushed his shoulders. His royal robes of red and purple shimmered in the sun. His silk traveling cape drifted in the breeze. The horse and man topped a hill. A large, gleaming castle filled his view.
“Well royal Prince Ned, you old boy, congratulations for arriving unharmed at my beautiful wife-to-be’s castle! Ha! Come on now horse, my princess Creamy will be waiting for me.”

The proud beast pranced up across the wooden planks of the drawbridge.
“Who goes there?” a guard called.
“Open this most gracefully carved iron gate for me, Royal Prince Ned!” the rider called back.
The gates were opened. Ned entered. His eyes warmed at the sight of his beautiful Creamy came into view. He swung off his horse. Royal Ned caught his princess up in his arms. He bore her into the rose garden in the back of the servants rooms.
Creamy twirled in front of him.
“Oh Ned, do you like my new dress?” she asked spinning again.
“Yes, its far more gorgeous than even my wonderful face!” exclaimed Royal Ned.
He grabbed her and they danced around they yard in spinning circles.
“Oh Ned, when are you going to ask me to marry you?” she inquired tossing her long golden hair over her shoulder.
“yes, fear not fair maiden, I will ask you to marry me! Just as soon as I get back from the war, that is why I came over. To bid you Farwell because I leave as soon as the sun reaches its highest point.”
“Oh Ned, then you must get going if you want to get back to your castle in time to go.”
“I will be home in less then two months!” Royal Ned boasted as he leaped on his horse and rode home.


The sun rose but its warm rays were hidden behind a layer of thick clouds. A cold wind shot through the air. The spars grass pillowed the bronze hooves of a great golden steed. Its rider sat with his shoulders cast at a proud angle. His long, curly brown hair fell in a wavy pattern down his back. His robes waved in the wind. The beast and its rider topped a hill. A large castle coldly gleamed at them. A smile spread across Royal Ned’s face.
“Congratulations Royal Prince Ned. Its been almost three years since I’ve seen my beautiful wife-to-be! Ha! Come on horse, my princess Creamy will be waiting for me.”
The silky beast trotted across the great wooden planks of the castle draw bridge.
“Who goes there?” a guard called.
Open these carved gates for me, Royal Prince Ned!” he called.
The iron gates opened. The prince jumped of his golden beast in the stone courtyard. servants were muttering and pointing. A beautiful princess in a long dress of spun silk flowed out to face him.
“Oh Creamy, you are far more wonderful then the last time I saw you!” he exclaimed.
“Oh Ned, you are to late. My father gave me an arranged marriage when you didn’t return. At first I hated him, now I love him. We’ve been married for two years now. If you had asked me to marry you before you had left, things would be different now.”
A young man with tan skin, blonde hair, and a flowing black cape stepped up behind her.
“Don’t upset my wife,” he demanded.
Taking hold of her hands he lead her away. Pushing her through a door, her husband turned back to Ned.
“Tough luck friend, you’ve missed out.”


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Yvonne Blake 03/14/08
Certainly on topic! It has the feel of a medieval fairytale. I caught the change in description of the length of hair. (shoulder length - down his back) Immediately, I realized that it had been quite awhile.
Leave an extra space between paragraphs for easier reading. The dialogue was a little 'stiff', but sometimes we imagine that kings talked that way.
Thank you for writing this.
Lyn Churchyard03/15/08
Oh this was fun! I particularly loved "Yes, its far more gorgeous than even my wonderful face!” exclaimed Royal Ned." LOL what an egotistical twit. He should have married her when he had the chance. Great story and right on topic.
Holly Westefeld03/18/08
This was a fun, topical read, though a bit predictable. I'm glad she didn't marry the egotistical prince who didn't keep his promise.