Blog for 3043 Mythology and Folklore

Evelyn and the Seelie Court Photo by Pixabay Evelyn rolled her oversized green eyes as she repositioned the massive basket of flowers on her hip.   For thirteen years, she had been bound to the Seelie Queen, and she was still no closer to obtaining her freedom.   The binding placed on her at just shy of five years old was set to expire in twelve days on her eighteenth birthday, but she had no clue what she would do at that point.   She couldn’t very well go back to Ireland… Time passed differently in the mortal realm and there wasn’t an Irish home in a hundred miles that would let her cross the threshold after she’d spent so long in Faerie. She stepped into the main hallway of the Seelie Queen’s castle and a long, platinum strand blew across her face, tangling in her eyelashes.   Ignoring the offending strands, Evelyn continued toward the Hydrangea Room to deliver the flowers for afternoon tea.   She had almost reached the large, intricately carved d...

Alice the Mouse: An Adaptation of Belling the Cat Photo by Flickr Alice nervously ran her paws down her tawny fur.   Her tail flicked agitatedly as she implored Frank for the third time, “Are we absolutely sure nobody else can do this?” Frank huffed as he shut his book and adjusted his glasses to better meet her obsidian eyes.   From his seat in the recliner in their small living room he could see her eyes crinkling with worry and her nose twitching intermittently.   “Did we not decide this was the best course of action?” he replied calmly.   He didn’t want to send Alice into harm’s way, but she was the most dispensable mouse in the nest.   She was too young to begin her work as a master, but too old to remain an apprentice.   It wasn’t his fault that she hadn’t chosen a specialty on time.   “Yes, I understand, but how do we even know this is feasible,” Alice rambled, “I mean, how am I actually supposed to even get that close...

Note:  Portfolio Link This story is now available in edited version in my Portfolio with the above link!  An Adaptation of Scheherazade  ( Photo by Britannica ) Okay, okay, alright, okay.   You can do this.   You’ll be fine.   Nothing to worry about here.   Noooooothing at all. Scheherazade paced the ornate tile floor of the Sultan’s private sitting area.   The wedding had been small.   It was quicker than she had expected, too.   Then again, why would it be long? He was wed to someone new every night and he was probably tired after working all day.   She was surprised he had even remembered her name.   His posture had almost been remorseful as the ceremony concluded.   Maybe he’s feeling guilty because of his relationship with Father? Scheherazade had trouble believing that any man so vile as the Sultan would have a conscience whatsoever.   The Sultan had once been exalted.   His ...

Before the Coronation Portfolio Link to Before the Coronation (Photo by:  Wikimedia Commons ) From his creation, Ra had worked endlessly.  He has asserted himself as King of the Gods.  He had ushered in an age of prosperity. “Not that humankind is intelligent enough to appreciate my hard work!” harrumphed Ra under his breath, “And these young’uns think they want my job!” After toiling for years upon years with little thanks, Ra was simply exhausted.  His last wish was to become one with the heavens and look down upon the world he had built.  The more Ra exhausted himself, however, the shorter each day became, and the taller the steps up to his throne seemed.  He knew it was time to name an heir to his throne, but who could ever fill his shoes?  Was he not the almighty King of Gods for a reason? “These greedy children know nothing of ruling and guiding” grumbled Ra, rounding the corner to the great hall.  His guards open...

The Cat with One Escape: An Adaptation of the Fox and the Cat (Photo by:  Public Domain Pictures ) Fred the Fox and Katy the Cat could commonly be found on a warm spring day sprawling in the sunny meadow adjacent to the McDonald Family Farm.  Prone to engaging in philosophical debates and quick banter, it had been well established that while Fred was smarter, Katy was kinder.  Where Fred would internally debate the potential ramifications of sharing his daily catch with Katy, Katy would without reserve offer Fred an equal share of every meal.  He had saved her as a kitten from the McDonalds’ hounds, and Katy regularly deferred to his infinite wisdom.  It so happened one sunny spring afternoon that Farmer McDonald had taken a trip to town.   His sons’ favorite unsupervised pastime was to let the hounds loose to see which could fetch the largest prize.   Fred and Katy were enjoying the day in their favorite spot in the sunny meadow. ...

The Girl in the Moon:  Savannah had never needed to be the center of attention.  She was rather shy, and felt more comfortable on the outskirts of groups.  She loved to observe the interactions within her friend group, but was never hesitant to speak her mind when asked.  Her two best friends were Katie and Ashley, and although Katie and Ashley were closer, Savannah had always felt at home with them.  As she and her friends grew older, she found herself more and more isolated and sometimes wished she had tried harder to be included.  Katie and Ashley had become very popular and were opposite sides to the same coin.  For all of Katie's bubbly brightness, Ashley offered a cool darkness, and the pair was inseparable.  Savannah found herself incessantly questioning where she fit in now.  She wasn't popular, she wasn't outgoing, and she certainly wasn't the polar opposite of either Katie or Ashley.  She felt like she had lost the onl...