Young Quen Nim was often heard muttering her favorite word. What did she say day after day? “Ridiculous,” she stoutly purred.
There once was an Acrotwist Clown who set off to capture a Crown. Nobb was his name, villainy his game. Don’t be charmed by his rainbow swirl frown.
On the world of Boad, strange pear trees grow on the cliffs overlooking the Wide Great Sea.
A particular favorite of the Queeeen was Bandy of Thorns, bendo dreen. He alone, you see, could control the three, the mad Triplet Princesses, each one a teen.
Sill was a twin. So was Fiss. Sailing the sea was their bliss, on a trampoline raft, most unusual craft, though they sensed there was something amiss.
None can compare to Rindle Mer with her frothy shock of orange hair. You need not ask if she’s up to the task. She’ll revive the Woods with seconds to spare.
The last of the roamers was Lace. She had a most serious face. She wrote many stories of Boadlian glories. For a thousand years none took her place.
The Triplet Princesses Three were exhausting to hear or to see. Their cacophonous fury or tempestuous hurry left no room for silence to be.
A nester musician named Frad was positively mad to unravel the mystery of a hutkeeper’s history. To do so would make his heart glad.
The next story in Bekka’s eBook series will be ready to go within the next few months. Meanwhile, here’s the enticement to buy which will be posted at the Wild Child Publishing website. The Blue Hills Blurb In Book #5 of The Bekka Chronicles, Bekka of Thorns awakens one morning feeling uneasy and not knowing […]
