Of Flattery and FoolsOf Flattery and Fools2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
There was something so lovely about Paris in the evenings. Perhaps it was the soft summer's air, or the bustle of the cobbled streets below, or the lanterns that bounced and swayed on the backs of traveling buggies through the dark pathways. The sounds of dogs barking in the distance, the laughter of drunken men at the bar. Watching the bare footed commoners flock to their hovels and inns like low speaking sheep might have felt daunting to a man within those herds, but to one perched so high above them, it was like leisurely watching a school of fish drift along the Seine. It was relaxing.
“Louis! There you are.”
A voice and a hand both broke these thoughts, bringing a young man on a balcony back to reality. As well he should; after all, when one was an esteemed guest at such a ball of nobility, to spend one's down time watching common urchins dwindle down below rather than socialize might have been a bit rude. And so he was brought from his view and escorted back into the
A Special Wedding GiftJames awoke early that morning. Most people would say he was nervous before the big event, but James would prove them otherwise—he was a soldier, and not many things scared him that easily. Besides, he had no second thoughts about marriage—Mary was a sweet girl, and he loved her very much. No, to him, this day should be like any other. Well, almost.A Special Wedding Gift2 years ago in Humor More Like This
There was always him. James had a strange, uneasy feeling in his stomach all night, and just knew he would show up today. The last stunt that pirate pulled still made James flinch; he had never seen that portrait again, and despite ordering the walls painted there seemed to be no way of ridding the stench of perfume from the room, no matter how hard they tried. It was like a nagging itch you couldn’t reach. No-one saw that one coming, and that just made James hate the man all the more. Truly, he hated him with all he had in him, but that just seemed to amuse him, and made him try even harder. He had become bolder as time w