Letter to Peter and Carrie (via Mum)
Apr. 5th, 2010 10:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
alt_susanDear Peter and Carrie,
I know you're really trying to be good and not drive Mum mad, but I can tell from her journal that it's got to be really trying for all of you, especially with Dad still stuck at headquarters with the team. So this is my Easter present to you; I hope you'll like it and not find it too feeble. Tell Mum if you have any ideas and things that you want to have happen in the later parts. She'll tell me and I'll try to put them in.
The Brave Brother and Sister
Long, long ago there lived a King and Queen who had four children named Sybella, Ethelbert, Catarina, and Percival. Their kingdom was small, but happy and peaceful, and all of the princes and princesses were blessed with good spirits and great talent for magic. Like princes and princesses do, they grew older until finally it was time for Sybella to leave home. She sailed away across the sea to become the Chief Cook and Librarian for a witch of great power and wisdom who lived in a faraway country. Then it was Ethelbert's turn--he heard of a princess in the north country who was trapped in her tower by a band of maraunding Giants, and he set off to rescue her. Catarina and Percival were the only ones left at home, and although they got to spend a lot of time with their mother the queen and their father the king, and everyone at court said what handsome and clever children they were growing up to be, they missed their brother and sister and were often bored.
Until one day a very wicked witch came to their kingdom. As soon as she crossed through the woods, she could see what a pleasant, happy little kingdom she had come to. "Ugh, what a horribly cheerful place this is!" she exclaimed. "Well, we'll see how cheerful they are when I've finished with them!"
She found a very remote hut in the woods and Petrified the poor woodsman who owned it when he wasn't looking. Then she started a roaring fire in the fireplace and began to plot.
That's all I've got so far! I'll try to write more soon, and you can read it in Mum's journal. And anybody who has younger sibs and ideas about the sort of things they like to read can feel free to leave me notes here.
I know you're really trying to be good and not drive Mum mad, but I can tell from her journal that it's got to be really trying for all of you, especially with Dad still stuck at headquarters with the team. So this is my Easter present to you; I hope you'll like it and not find it too feeble. Tell Mum if you have any ideas and things that you want to have happen in the later parts. She'll tell me and I'll try to put them in.
The Brave Brother and Sister
Long, long ago there lived a King and Queen who had four children named Sybella, Ethelbert, Catarina, and Percival. Their kingdom was small, but happy and peaceful, and all of the princes and princesses were blessed with good spirits and great talent for magic. Like princes and princesses do, they grew older until finally it was time for Sybella to leave home. She sailed away across the sea to become the Chief Cook and Librarian for a witch of great power and wisdom who lived in a faraway country. Then it was Ethelbert's turn--he heard of a princess in the north country who was trapped in her tower by a band of maraunding Giants, and he set off to rescue her. Catarina and Percival were the only ones left at home, and although they got to spend a lot of time with their mother the queen and their father the king, and everyone at court said what handsome and clever children they were growing up to be, they missed their brother and sister and were often bored.
Until one day a very wicked witch came to their kingdom. As soon as she crossed through the woods, she could see what a pleasant, happy little kingdom she had come to. "Ugh, what a horribly cheerful place this is!" she exclaimed. "Well, we'll see how cheerful they are when I've finished with them!"
She found a very remote hut in the woods and Petrified the poor woodsman who owned it when he wasn't looking. Then she started a roaring fire in the fireplace and began to plot.
That's all I've got so far! I'll try to write more soon, and you can read it in Mum's journal. And anybody who has younger sibs and ideas about the sort of things they like to read can feel free to leave me notes here.
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Date: 2010-04-08 07:43 pm (UTC)