Min min Prompt (11/20/2023): In celebration of poet Rabbie Burns’ birthday, write up to 250 words around his quote “The best-laid schemes o’ mice an’ men // Gang aft agley (often go astray)”
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BTW, this is the 8th of several short(er), seat-of-the-pants installments of an ongoing serial; all can be found on my blog site. I have no idea where this is going, but I intend to have fun while I get there. Optional Summary, but it’ll help: Two teens climb up what they’d heard was a haunted tower, only to find a beautiful stained glass window at the top depicting blue skies, bunnies nibbling on a wind-stroked field of clover, with a castle in the distance. They are drawn into the scene and tumble down a hill, their jeans and t-shirts transforming to dirndl and lederhosen, and find themselves surrounded by tawny-striped, fierce rabbits. Who talk. Yep.
So, we have a magic portal, the warrior bunnies of Queen Buttermilk of the far castle, and of course there are magical objects in a couple of overturned buckets, though Jack has a switchblade in his pocket. Because yes, the teens are named Jack and Jill. Sorry, not sorry.
Jill feeds the rabbits and themselves by spreading the magical tablecloth, and once satisfied, decide to journey to Queen Buttermilk’s castle and find their way home. They head down to a nearby stream to fetch a pail or two of water. And so the story continues… Continue reading