Okay I'm changing this Topic!
*Rolls Up Sleeves*
*Flexes Fingers*
I wrote something a little while back for Radz (aka Andhara) and she told me to post it up so seeing as how I have nothing else to do I might as well just post it here!
My Threads never go anywhere prosperous anyway *Pouts*
Radz if you're reading this Im posting it! Its your story though!
Once upon a time in a land far far away there lived a princess called Nupur. She lived in a Palace (cause a Castle is very last Century) where she was waited on hand and foot with her lovable sister Gunjan and the King BauJi and his Advisor the Evil Bui. Nupur loved being a princess, she loved the clothes and the jewellery. She never had to wait in line for the bathroom and she always got the last piece of chicken on the plate. She was happy, as happy as a princess can be, cause let's face it, Rich people aren't happy. They think they are but they're not.
So Nupur at odd moments during the day would suddenly feel depressed and she had no idea why. When she felt depressed she would go to the highest tower in the Palace (because that's what princesses do when they're depressed. They don't just go and eat a tub of chocolate ice cream like normal people and watch old Re-Runs of Friends) and look out on her green colourful land of Excel and wish that she didn't feel so depressed.
One day as she sat watching the view from the highest tower (and feeling depressed) she saw something in the far distance. How she saw it I don't know. Maybe she has amazing eyesight. If it was me I wouldnt have noticed. Anyway she saw a speck of white and she wondered "What the heck is that?" but being a Princess she said allowed "Oh! I wonder! What in Heavens name could that dash of white in the far distance be?" Princesses are very wordy.
So she sat and she watched. And she sat and she watched. And she sat some more. Cause she's a princess. And they dont really have much to do apart from look pretty and act all princessy. So she sat there for three days and three nights watching the white speck grow larger and larger. On the fourth day as the sun was rising Nupur looked towards the white speck again and the golden sun shone down upon it and Nupur gasped in surprise. The white speck was a horse. The most beautiful horse Nupur had ever seen. Its mane was long and flowing and glinted in the sunlight like silver strands of .... something. Well something beautiful. Thread? We'll go with thread. Obviously it was flowing even though there was nowind because thats what beautiful white horses do. They have manes that flow. It wouldnt be right if they didnt.
Enough about the horse. On the horse sat a man. A big man with dark hair who was wearing clothes of bright blue, a sword strapped to his waist and a golden crown glinting on his head. Nupur of course hadnt slept for three nights so maybe this was a hallucination but it wasnt because why would Nupur hallucinate something like that?
So Nupur gasped (No wait shes already done that...) Nupur ran to the stairs and she ran down them as fast she could which wasnt very fast considering that she was wearing a long flowing dress like all princesses wear and the staircase was one of those long curving types and Nupur didnt want to fall and smack her head on the steps. What a stupid way to die. And embarrassing as well for a princess. Princesses are supposed to die in their sleep preferably all dressed up and looking their best. And Nupur wasnt looking her best first thing in the morning. She didnt look like a hag but three nights of no sleep can make even a princess look a little haggard. So she ran and she ran and she ran.
And she came to the gates of the Palace and she demanded that they be open. And because she was the princess they opened them and she ran through and there coming riding up the path was the beautiful white horse and the man sitting astride it. Looking drop dead gorgeous to top it all off.
And Nupur stood there gazing (Not staring. Princesses dont stare) as he came riding towards her a smile of joy on his face. That kind of smile that just knocks you for six and makes your jaw hit the floor and melt all at the same time.
The horse stopped with a florish as beatiful horses do and the man came down and stood before her.
He held his hand out to her and she realised that he had something in his hand. It was a book. A large book. She took it from him and read the title.
The Medicines Act 1968.
Nupur screamed.
And woke up.
The End.
Aisha xxx🤓