April 26th, 2016

Elf

The End Of A Way Of Life: Part 1

This is the beginning of one of the bonus stories I owe everyone from Laptop Funding Prompt Request. The prompt was "Please tell me a story about having your heart broken by your grandmother." It follows on from A Day On the Farm and the whole thing comes in at 7,976 words, but this first instalment is only 2,615 of them.

“That stuck-up beep has won,” said Bethany’s grandmother resignedly. “I can’t fight this and I don’t want to fight anymore. What’d be the point? Georgette’s dead; Theda left years ago; Katherine’s taking a job with the university and moving to Greenapple so she can be close to her grandchildren;” she moved from three of her four daughters to her granddaughters, “Delilah and Shapira went off with their father and took up archiving or librarianing or whatever it is that they do; Samantha, Ella and Daphne are all happily married in the Greenapple with nice little studs of their own;” her voice dripped sarcasm as she described her granddaughters’ dragon lizard breeding establishments, “Theodora’s far too busy gallivanting around as a vet to come home and help run this place; and Simone’s going off to marry Humphry Worthmare and live at their stud.”

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This is now followed by The End Of A Way Of Life, Part 2.
Elf

The End Of A Way Of Life, Part 2

This follows on from The End Of A Way Of Life, Part 1. It is 2,973 words of 7,977.

The entire family made a showing at the Huxtable Dragon Lizard Fanciers’ Show. Bethany’s grandmother, Mistress Aimwright to her granddaughters’ contemporaries, won nine ribbons across six categories while Aunt Terilba quietly gained four across three. Aunt Katherine’s vermin presentation won best in show. Simone basked in the glory of a clean sweep of the places in the category of Non-standard Colour, Hens under Twelve Months, and the resulting queries for hatchlings. Bethany merely displayed the three young drakes she wanted to sell, all in the one cage to show their amiability of temperament, and took queries for everyone else while they were busy. All three of her boys, as Bethany thought of them, sold for her asking prices: blue Snuff went to an injured, former military wizard who needed a new familiar, and left riding his new master’s shoulder as if he’d been doing it every day since he’d hatched; Jhorri of the completely recessive colour genes went to Aggadia Montrose, a contemporary of her aunts and almost rival of her grandmother’s; and brown Rhodri sold to a nearly teen whose magic teacher said she was ready for a familiar and whose mother was obviously pleased to have found a suitable one that was inexpensive.

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This is now followed by The End Of A Way Of Life, Part 3.
Elf

End Of A Way Of Life, Part 3

This follows on from End Of A Way Of Life, Part 1 and End Of A Way Of Life, Part 2 and runs to 2,388 words.


In the morning it was time for her grandmother’s lizards to be moved and there was a great deal of frenetic activity resulting from a young drake deciding that it was time to be inquisitive and making a break for freedom. Bethany retrieved him from an apple tree and got him into a travelling cage before he could try to bond with a removalist’s offsider, any removalist’s offsider as far as Bethany could tell. With her grandmother switching between blaming Bethany for the escape, accusing the removalist’s offsider of trying to steal her lizard, and wanting Bethany to come with her to ‘settle the lizards in’ it was a fraught hour more before the convoy set off down the driveway for Colpatch. Bethany hoped the offsider was getting extra for having to put up with her grandmother and went to look after her own lizards for a restful half hour.

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