Fabled Motivations

Is it Wednesday already? The week has flown by. First, some exciting news, I passed a few milestones this week: 2000 individual views and 200 followers so thank you to everyone who has found enough merit in my ramblings to subject yourself to it in the future. 😀 Now, onto the main business of today, WIPpet Wednesday. A huge thank you to our gracious host Kathi. As always, you can find other WIPpets here.

This weeks WIPpet is from scene 5, chapter 2 of Queen of Hearts. It is an explanation of sorts of Kara’s motive in this scene and it was also a chance to use fable to tell backstory.

Kara sighed, ‘I will tell you a story, if you wish to hear it?’ She took their silence for an affirmative, ‘As all tales, it begins on the day the gods made the spring.  After the winter came the spring and it was life and promise and hope and the laughter of children. But a cloud was threatening. It promised storms and destruction and plague and it did not belong to spring nor to summer nor to autumn nor even to winter. No, it belonged to night. Yet the people paid it no heed. What was a dark cloud on the horizon? Nothing to them. Certainly nothing to worry about. After all, perhaps they might reap some reward from it as the farmer reaped the rewards of well-timed rain. In a castle a princess ran wild, unaware of the darkness creeping closer. She protested tight dresses and spending time with her sisters did not share her love for the wild things. Every chance she found, the princess would escape from her castle and explore every inch of her wide land. And so it was that when the unnatural storm arrived at the castle, she was not there to protect her sisters from the ravages of dark things. When she returned, the castle was flooded with grief. Her sister was gone. Like lightening she had vanished with barely a trace. At that moment, the princess pledged she would chase the storm, searching for its eye in the hope she could destroy it. The storm raged for three long years and the people began to realize the evil of the storm. They cursed its winds that blew families apart and they pleaded for the lightening to reappear, hoping it may bring their loved ones back. Ever since, the princess had searched every flash of lightening in the vain hope her sister might appear again.’

On another note, has anyone else been having trouble with the reader on WordPress? Mine refuses to load on my laptop but works fine on my mobile devices.