Cromniomancy was usually done by inscribing “yes” or “no” on onions,
then planting and asking your question of them to see which one would
sprout first. That would be your answer. If it was a question of
suitors, one would inscribe the name of possible lovers, one to each
onion, then whichever one sprouted first was your true intended.
Summary: A Klaine spin on a classic tale, this retelling of The Canary Prince takes place through fourteen chapters, each one inspired by a different love song. Fourteen days, fourteen chapters, one story of a great love that must fight to overcome every obstacle. The question is, does every retelling have the same ending, and will our boys really prove that true love conquers all?
It took Blaine hours
to tear himself away from Kurt and return to the castle. He only parted when he
did so that he might see the king before it was too late in the day to request
an audience. While the man might be his father, that did not mean that Blaine
was privileged enough to see him at any given time, so he had to follow formal
He tore himself away
with the goal of getting the evil woman who plagued Kurt’s life locked up and
freeing the man he so loved. That was the only thing that kept the prince’s
feet moving as he strode from the tower and toward his speckled mare, who
waited patiently by the tree to which she was tied, grazing merrily at the
grass and shrubs that littered the forest floor.
girl,” Blaine whispered, taking the reins and hopping up on his horse.
“Time to stage a rescue.”
Darlin, I will be
Blaine urged his horse
quickly on toward the castle where he had grown up, where he’d been safe for so
many years. It was the place where he just knew Kurt could find the same
safety. He just needed to get everything worked out so that what needed to happen
I fall in love with
you every single day…
The horse was fast and
true as always, and Blaine dropped her at the stables with an extra scoop of
oats for her troubles. He hurried to his chambers to make himself presentable
so that his father was not angered by his lack of appropriate behavior, then
rushed to the throne room.
bowed after his presence was announced by one of his father’s attendants.
“I have news of the identity of who wounded me.”
The queen gasped, then
the king urged his son to continue, so Blaine explained. Once Kurt’s
stepmother’s identity was revealed along with the malicious nature of her
crimes against royalty, a decree for her arrest was penned immediately.
“Father, I would
also like to release the boy whom she holds captive. She has no right nor
reason to keep him as such, and I have fallen in love with the man
further,” he said, standing tall and strong before his father. “I
plan to ride out to rescue him and bring him here to live with me.”
I’m thinking out
The warrant was
finished and Cooper cleared his throat from the area to the side where he’d
stood and listened to the entire conversation. Blaine turned to look at his
older brother, happy to see the supportive gleam in his clear blue eyes.
“Father, I will
ride to the woman and shackle her rightly. She will be brought to justice and
locked in the dungeons where she belongs.” After checking that the ink was
dry, Cooper took the decree and headed out.
Hoping that you’ll
After making sure that
his parents were pleased with his plan, Blaine turned on his heel to find his
loyal men. Wes and Nick were swiftly ordered to ride out with Cooper to assure
the elder prince’s safety. In the meantime, Blaine retired to his chambers to
prepare for a rescue mission for which he had no idea what all he would need.
upon a time there lived a great and terrible dragon. He had scales as dark as
coal and eyes that glowed like the sun itself. The fire in him was so hot that
water boiled in his presence when he was mad. He had a roar like the thunder
during the very wildest of summer storms. He roared a great deal, for any
dragon his size comes with a great and terrible hunger - and nothing makes
dragons so irritable as an empty stomach.
This dragon lived in a cave on a
high hill above a prosperous kingdom. And every time he grew hungry he would
roar so ferociously that they could hear him all the way to the borders on
every side. He roared so loud that hens wouldn’t lay eggs, cows wouldn’t give
milk, windows shattered and the very stones in the walls rattled.
The king announced that any cook to
placate the beast would be paid thrice their weight in gold. A stream of cooks went to the hill to placate
the dragon. But none could keep up with his demands, and soon enough he would
gobble them up in anger and then roar for another as soon as his belly grew
empty again. The best of cooks, the worst of cooks, male or female, young or
old, rich or poor. All of them went into the dragon’s belly. Even the king’s
own cook was killed eventually. And still the dragon roared.
Ethereal Photography of Dewdrops on Dandelion Seeds
With the sole use of his iPhone and a macro camera Squidcam, photographer Autumn Sasalacaptures the ethereal beauty of dewdrops deposited of Dandelion seeds. To capture their delicate grace, the photographs are taken early in the morning, where dew is formed as a result of condensation.
The ethereal images showcase cotton candy pink and blue hues, which seem to resemble the images of a fairytale, where woodland creatures live under the fragile petals of the wish making Dandelion flower. The dainty images beautifully capture the microscopic world of science and flowers in a serene and romantic sensibility. The photographs seem to have been taken in a realm, where time has stopped, where each droplet of water is standing still for a second, before it gently rolls down.