Dearest Oberon,
Although I swore to renew our vows this Midsummer’s Night, I cannot in good conscience re-marry you. Your cruel joke on Nick Bottom backfired, and I’m still pissed that you snatched my changeling to make him one of your warriors.
Bottom may not be much to look upon, and burns the bulb yet dimly, but his voice is sweet and his nature pure. Amply endowed with primitive gifts, his unschooled rendering of the tragic Pyramus has captured my faery heart. I take him as my consort, and leave you to your boy.
Thank Puck for me,
Titania
© Liz Husebye Hartmann (2017)
Carrot Ranch Prompt (03/30/2017): In 99 words (no more, no less) write a hello or a goodbye. You can pick any greeting that grabs you from howdy to fare thee well. It will be interesting to see how the collection intertwines the opposite greetings. Go where the prompt leads you.
Valley of the Trolls 
Enjoyed! Loved the feel of the tension. You could touch it.
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Loved it.
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Methinks this Dear John will just begat more woes for the souls caught up in this dream! You added beautiful to the tale and myth. A terrific goodbye!
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They had a real love hate relationship Oberon and Titania, its what made them so interesting….though I always had the idea they were basically stuck with each other for one could not exist without the other no matter how much they disliked one another….
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A model for a lot of modern relationships! Lol!
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