You might recall that, in June, I got through to the second round of the NYC Midnight 100 Word Microfiction Challenge 2022. This time, I was in the mix with the remaining 1,770 writers of the original 6793. My challenge for the round was:
Genre: Fairy Tale/Fantasy
Action: Popping a Bubble
Completely and utterly out of my comfort zone, I managed to come up with a piece that I was relatively pleased with in The Lost Virtue.
Sadly, I didn’t get through to the next round but I did get some positive and encouraging feedback.
I’d love to know what you think of my effort.
The Lost Virtue
Seven years since Dozumoth had captured the virtues of the realm of Ebruven and Sarander had begun her quest to free them.
Seven bitter years of fear and chaos.
At last, Sarander stood in the high clearing and plucked a thorn from the bush where they dangled in fluid, shimmering bubbles.
Time was short. The sky darkened.
Sarander pierced the first. Prudence. A soft, blue mist blossomed and swirled.
The next. Justice. Green.
Thunder cracked. Lightning flashed. Dozumoth rose.
Sarander reached for the last. Tolerance.
Dozumoth struck. The thorn fell.
Sarander wept dead tears for Ebruven.