Saturday, 21 December 2013

Sleeping Princess

Wrapped up, warm and cozy in bed, a young woman awakens.

Rain lashes down the window, wind wuthering round the castle making the roof tiles rattle and shaking the window in its frame.

She groans, wraps the covers round her more tightly, and tries to go back to sleep. Surely no prince will come today.

It's been a hundred years, a few more hours won't matter.

So, I've missed a few days...oops. In my defence I have been busy, writing my novel, trying to start up freelancing, preparing for the festive season, and looking after the home and family.

On the other hand that really is no excuse. 

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