Describe a place: Describe a location through any character’s eye.
The place was idyllic. Every aspect seemed perfectly placed. The roses were at the peak of their bloom, the grass was so lush and vibrant. Even the stepping stones looked beautiful. She drew in a deep breath and followed the stones.
It was hard to believe this place could house a secret so dark. The sunlight glinted off the creek. As she passed a giant gumtree, birds in hues she had never seen before took flight. The Seelie court called them Warblers and were just as likely to eat them as they were to make them pets. She felt very much like a pet herself some days.
Not that she truly minded. No more rent, no more bills, not even parking tickets plagued her life now. She was financially free, which is the only freedom she had. She hurried up the path to the nursery. She could hear at least one grumbling and the royals would get upset if more than a few cried at once. She had always wanted children; did it matter if they were stolen?
Not to her breasts at least. Since arriving at this paradise she had not stopped lactating. She told herself she was useful here. Useful livestock. Only fractionally better than the useful clerk she had been. She ate regularly these days.
As the sun began to set, the deep violet of evening rolling in, she asked herself if she was truly happy. The answer was no of course. No amount of beauty changed her prisoner status. Day in, day out would be the same forever. Feed the babies, water the garden, report to the head maid, eat, sleep. That was to be her life forever.
Or so she thought. As she rounded the last bend a figure appeared in the doorway. He was massively tall and wide yet held one of the babies so gently you would accuse him of being a father himself. Until you saw his eyes.
“I have a proposition for you.”
C.M. Wellsmore 