The throne had sat empty since the Elven King had departed, but lore decreed that the first to sit upon it after the full moon would rule in the absent Elves stead.
That night they gathered, and as the moon reached its apex they sought their rest.
All but one, he didn’t covert the throne; he just wanted somewhere safe to rest his head.
It took a long while, but slowly, carefully and diligently he climbed up onto the throne’s seat and promptly fell into a deep slumber.
He awoke to the sound of raised voices.
“All hail King Escargot.”
Crimson’s Creative Challenge #158
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A lovely story Deb.
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Thanks Sadje 🙂
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You’re welcome my friend
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A fantastic chair and wonderful story with it, well done.
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Thanks Mason, it seemed to fit 😁
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It sure did. That chair was ripe for a good fantasy tale. You did a great job.
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Great story. The snail Kingdom is so unappreciated.
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I agree 😁
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How charming. It was time an escargot 🐌 got this honor. I love it. Thanks.
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Thanks Selma, just a bit of fun
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lol that’s cute
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I do cute occasionally 😁
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Yea, I bet he was tired after such a long climb. Love this, wonderful sense of whimsy (hope that was intended)
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Thanks Cristina, yes I was hoping people would enjoy the snails victory
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