Day 17: Feb 17
Roses, roses, rose! There are always roses! She scowls at the dainty flowers, their intoxicating sweet perfume wafting up to her nose. Why not orchids? Or lilies? Or gardenias? They have a strong scent, too! Her scowl deepens, two dark eyes glaring up at the lofty tower high above the gardens. All its windows are shaded, drapes pulled shut to block out any light, whether sunlight or moonlight. There dwells the queen. Stamping her foot, she glares silent threats at the tower. If the queen wishes so much to murder anyone who offends, perhaps the queen should use a different flower to the cover the scent!
A twist on a “Snow White” fairy tale I wrote recently
I have renewed these in lieu of the Refugee Ban in the USA. Inspired by the-cassandra-project and their Every Day Challenge, I am writing every day to raise money for the Urban Justice Center. You can donate here or please spread the word. Thank you.