Here we are mid-week once again. And guess what?! (I’m never sure if that’s a question or a request in the form of a statement. Anyway…) I have words form last week’s Thursday Threas. No wins for me but this was the judge’s favorite line from my entry: “Tall. Svelte. Beautiful. Almost painfully so.” The prompt was a fun one: *“Then you are perfect.”*

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Aisling stood there like a soldier at attention. Chin up, shoulders, back, hands at her sides, barely breathing. Her eyes watered from not blinking and she closed them for the briefest of moments. She wanted to track the woman’s movements but forced her gaze to remain forward as this stranger circled her.

“So,” the woman said, her voice tinged with ice. “You’re the reason for all this chaos.”

She didn’t reply, concentrating solely on shallow breaths and not screaming.

“Do you know who I am?”

Aisling blinked again. And swallowed.

“Ah, I thought not. You are sadly lacking in your education. I shouldn’t be surprised.

Considering.”

The words bit deep. She had a very fine education, thank you very much and while her parents weren’t the most loving, they’d provided her with food and housing and her advanced degrees. The woman stopped in front of her and Aisling got the chance to really study her.

Tall. Svelte. Beautiful. Almost painfully so. Aisling’s eyes watered again, this time from the sheer power radiating from her. This woman had to be one of the magicks. Was she a fae?

“Let me introduce myself. Humans call me Titania. The Seelie Court calls me queen.”
Aisling locked her knees. Not just fae but Fae!

“I am not quite sure what he sees in humans. The silly boy falls in love so easily. What is it about you?” The Queen circled her again. “Do you love him?”

“No,” she lied.

Titania smiled. “Then you are perfect.”
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There you have it. Writers, the invitation is there if you are so inspired. Readers, I’m curious. Is there one of the lines in this snippet that catches your eye? That you would pick as your favorite? This inquiring mind wants to know.