The Last Person to Post in This Thread Wins

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*me popping in* :ROFLMAO::ROFLMAO::ROFLMAO:
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@wendijane @@mjfanatic777 @hope @bluemoon7

P.S. I am aware that, as I've got Cinderella and the Fairy Godmother chatting away and laughing and generally having a good time, the body of Cinderella's Mum is just lying there on the floor. I haven't got a clue what to do about her so someone else can sort that out, lol.

I don't know - perhaps all the animals of the forest are attending to the Mum's body (is she actually dead? I'm not even sure) so Cinderella doesn't have to!
 
@wendijane @@mjfanatic777 @hope @bluemoon7

P.S. I am aware that, as I've got Cinderella and the Fairy Godmother chatting away and laughing and generally having a good time, the body of Cinderella's Mum is just lying there on the floor. I haven't got a clue what to do about her so someone else can sort that out, lol.

I don't know - perhaps all the animals of the forest are attending to the Mum's body (is she actually dead? I'm not even sure) so Cinderella doesn't have to!
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I didn't see it! But it intrigued me)))))) Fuz posts are like invisible to me.....
That’s Fuz for you. A sneaky, creepy beanpole.

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Pictured above: Fuzball, circa 2015. ’Twas when his poor mother famously cried out, “He may be bad, but he feels so good. I’ll give him anything he wants.” And we all know how spoiled this fuzzy toddler would turn out to be.
 
It was a peaceful interlude, this first meeting of Cinderella and the Fairy Godmother. In time, as Cinderella calmed down, as the fear receded, as she became acquainted with this friend of her father's, she even began to enjoy herself. The stories she heard, the knowledge she was being introduced to, even simple things like recipes being exchanged. Irish potato farls vs. piroshki (pierogi?) vs. Sudanese flat bread. As they broke bread together and shared laughter and memories a bond was being forged, one which would prove invaluable in times of trial. For there was trouble ahead for Cinderella. She would need courage, ingenuity, resilience and resourcefulness.

But for now there was peace, just for a little while. She had a new friend, a new role model. And, just as her father always taught her, she offered up grateful thanks for blessings received.

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@hope @@mjfanatic777 @wendijane @bluemoon7

"I'm just so happy that you have come here to help me! " Cinderella said with a stunning smile. She was so pretty and with her new Godmother friend, Things seemed to be coming much clearer. She seemed much prepared and already she was listening hard to what her Godmother was explaining to her. The quest for freedom and love. Her godmother, specifically assigned to her, knew of the girl's fate and it would be sure to be a happy one if Cinderella followed the rules on the path which the Godmother had specifically set.

Armed with her very sparkling magic ball which was an orb of blue light , and the very curious looking receptacle containing the magic powder. It was a reminder of her task. The Sunflower wild Rose task. She was to collect 3 wild roses which were hiding in parts of the very flowery ,prickly forest. Typically wild roses have a single bloom with a five -petal flower. The easiest way to determine a Wild Rose is in their colour- They're almost pink! But this wild rose was much more unlike that. It was a royal purple rose , almost blacken red, matching the burnished rubies on her wrist and roses always stood for true love, and love and truth was her fathers message.

Furthermore, she needed to find 3 golden sunflowers too and sunflowers stood for long lasting happiness and joy and she remembered her father telling her when she was very young , If you combine sunflowers and roses together it signifies, unconditional love. The greatest, most unbreakable love of all. And it will stand the test of eternity. No-one and nothing can touch it , Not flesh , Nor Talk , Nor time- Or even that wicked witch that plagued the girl's mind.
The girl shed a tear , since the sunflower was her father's most favoured flower. Her god mother reminded her once more, in order to restore everything back to how it was .. She must find all 6 flowers join them , and arrange them and seal them with the magic powder , in a small bouquet to give to the "One she loves " at the end of her journey. If she failed the Sunflowers would learn to feel hate , disappointment, grief, sorrow and slowly grow scorned, turn ugly , and wrap around the forest , the girl , the family, all living things ......unleashing a hell of no return , Killing the whole world, would be the consequence, since the world should thrive on love unconditional, and truth and nothing more. The blacken roses would spew putrid acid and their thorns change into angry claws , multiplying sixty three thousand times and she , the Sunflower rose , and all in the world would get dragged down into the fiery pits of burning hell fire and flame. And all would combust.

After a guiding kiss on the cheek from her Godmother , She set off to do what she must in order to save her father.. and her mother. her family , and herself. ...and the world. Heeding the uplifting words that every time she did find a rose or sunflower , Her mother would spit out every drop of poison that the evil witch had put inside the mothers body. Thus , saving her. But time, was of the essence for the chosen girl..
 
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What's the betting it's not even a Piranesi I'm thinking of? :ROFLMAO:
u know i've now made it my mission to 'find' it lol
no? :unsure:
OK, I think it was def me getting my Piranesi and my Escher mixed up. As you do!

Here's a staircase picture by Escher - I'm pretty sure this is the one I was thinking of. I prefer Piranesi's work bc he's dark and moody and wild but I do like this one, also.

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OMG wow, you already all wrote so much!😮

Okay I just jump in when I can manage .... and it will take some time to read yall´s 1000-page-Cinderella-epic-novel 😂
oh god, I was wondering where you'd got to. I thought we hadn't made it silly enough and you were maybe sitting it out.
 
"I'm just so happy that you have come here to help me! " Cinderella said with a stunning smile. She was so pretty and with her new Godmother friend, Things seemed to be coming much clearer. She seemed much prepared and already she was listening hard to what her Godmother was explaining to her. The quest for freedom and love. Her godmother, specifically assigned to her, knew of the girl's fate and it would be sure to be a happy one if Cinderella followed the rules on the path which the Godmother had specifically set.

Armed with her very sparkling magic ball which was an orb of blue light , and the very curious looking receptacle containing the magic powder. It was a reminder of her task. The Sunflower wild Rose task. She was to collect 3 wild roses which were hiding in parts of the very flowery ,prickly forest. Typically wild roses have a single bloom with a five -petal flower. The easiest way to determine a Wild Rose is in their colour- They're almost pink! But this wild rose was much more unlike that. It was a royal purple rose , almost blacken red, matching the burnished rubies on her wrist and roses always stood for true love, and love and truth was her fathers message.

Furthermore, she needed to find 3 golden sunflowers too and sunflowers stood for long lasting happiness and joy and she remembered her father telling her when she was very young , If you combine sunflowers and roses together it signifies, unconditional love. The greatest, most unbreakable love of all. And it will stand the test of eternity. No-one and nothing can touch it , Not flesh , Nor Talk , Nor time- Or even that wicked witch that plagued the girl's mind.
The girl shed a tear , since the sunflower was her father's most favoured flower. Her god mother reminded her once more, in order to restore everything back to how it was .. She must find all 6 flowers join them , and arrange them and seal them with the magic powder , in a small bouquet to give to the "One she loves " at the end of her journey. If she failed the Sunflowers would learn to feel hate , disappointment, grief, sorrow and slowly grow scorned, turn ugly , and wrap around the forest , the girl , the family, all living things ......unleashing a hell of no return , Killing the whole world, would be the consequence, since the world should thrive on love unconditional, and truth and nothing more. The blacken roses would spew putrid acid and their thorns change into angry claws , multiplying sixty three thousand times and she , the Sunflower rose , and all in the world would get dragged down into the fiery pits of burning hell fire and flame. And all would combust.

After a guiding kiss on the cheek from her Godmother ...
"After a guiding kiss on the cheek from her Godmother ..." (wendijane)

... Zolushka looked around to see if she had forgotten anything. Yes! Her apron filled with the hazelnuts, collected from the woods. She picked up the apron, tied it into a bundle and slung it over her shoulder. She wished she could take with her the staff of hazel wood but she needed to leave it behind. Carefully she placed the hazel wood over her mother's body. It would keep her mother safe while Zolushka carried out the Sunflower & Wild Rose task. She knew that wood from the hazel tree could offer protection from evil, most especially for those travelling at night. She remembered other tales her father had shared about the magical properties of hazel trees - her father loved trees so much, he thought of them as his friends. He told her that hazel is the tree of wisdom, fertility, good fortune and poetic inspiration. Not only that but they could also be used by young women to identify their future husband. Zolushka smiled to herself. Such frivolous thoughts! What was she thinking? She must set aside her girlish dreams. She was a woman now and she had a mission.

She opened the door, paused for a moment, took one look back into her home where so much had happened in so short a time, then she stepped outside.

She set off to do what she must in order to save her father.. and her mother. her family , and herself. ...and the world. Heeding the uplifting words that every time she did find a rose or sunflower , Her mother would spit out every drop of poison that the evil witch had put inside the mothers body. Thus , saving her. But time, was of the essence for the chosen girl..

@bluemoon7 - I keep going on about the hazel nuts, lol. I don't know what part I want them to play in the story, I just know I want them in there. Somehow! :D
 
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That’s Fuz for you. A sneaky, creepy beanpole.

snowy-plover-chick-running.jpg

Pictured above: Fuzball, circa 2015. ’Twas when his poor mother famously cried out, “He may be bad, but he feels so good. I’ll give him anything he wants.” And we all know how spoiled this fuzzy toddler would turn out to be.
You two are so cute😃😃😃😃
 
That’s Fuz for you. A sneaky, creepy beanpole.

snowy-plover-chick-running.jpg

Pictured above: Fuzball, circa 2015. ’Twas when his poor mother famously cried out, “He may be bad, but he feels so good. I’ll give him anything he wants.” And we all know how spoiled this fuzzy toddler would turn out to be.
smoove move huh
i won totally haha
 
OK, I think it was def me getting my Piranesi and my Escher mixed up. As you do!
Oh zin thanks for posting /opening this conversation again i am in awe of the first still
Here's a staircase picture by Escher -
Thank you babe
I'm pretty sure this is the one I was thinking of. I prefer Piranesi's work bc he's dark and moody and wild but I do like this one, also.

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This is like Starbucks on a wicked Wednesday afternoon!...it kind of ...it looks- it reminds me of a kitchen.
My first thoughts are ...it's too peopley zin. So for that reason I think
Piranesi's
wins lol That . is everything.

I love that. Stagnation prison well , imaginary ...but , it just causes me so much thought. Also , these arts are based on the ..pen rose tribar thing right ? or maybe not
 
Piranesi does it better, imo.

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I see a torture chamber and the racks lol who wants tea or latte when you have a cup of good ole t-orture
Yeah i agree. This is the one 🥹
OMG wow, you already all wrote so much!😮

Okay I just jump in when I can manage ....
Pleaae do ✨ 💘 n give us your guiding light
and it will take some time to read yall´s 1000-page-Cinderella-epic-novel 😂
We are free and easy with it goddess. We all win with that novel.
Off topic - The BYC have so , so pretty names Zinnia , Hope , Blue Moon ..

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win with sin
 
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"After a guiding kiss on the cheek from her Godmother ..." (wendijane)

... Zolushka looked around to see if she had forgotten anything. Yes! Her apron filled with the hazelnuts, collected from the woods. She picked up the apron, tied it into a bundle and slung it over her shoulder. She wished she could take with her the staff of hazel wood but she needed to leave it behind. Carefully she placed the hazel wood over her mother's body. It would keep her mother safe while Zolushka carried out the Sunflower & Wild Rose task. She knew that wood from the hazel tree could offer protection from evil, most especially for those travelling at night. She remembered other tales her father had shared about the magical properties of hazel trees - her father loved trees so much, he thought of them as his friends. He told her that hazel is the tree of wisdom, fertility, good fortune and poetic inspiration. Not only that but they could also be used by young women to identify their future husband. Zolushka smiled to herself. Such frivolous thoughts! What was she thinking? She must set aside her girlish dreams. She was a woman now and she had a mission.

She opened the door, paused for a moment, took one look back into her home where so much had happened in so short a time, then she stepped outside.



@bluemoon7 - I keep going on about the hazel nuts, lol. I don't know what part I want them to play in the story, I just know I want them in there. Somehow! :D
oh god it's like poetry zin that was beautiful ..really flow, think yours, @zinniabooklover @hope , @bluemoon7 @@mjfantatic777 who else ,plays here ? - stories are really coming together


grabs a hazelnut yep the word this week is hazelnuts lol

me trying to find a girl climbing a Hazlenut tree on pin
 
[...] She set off to do what she must in order to save her father.. and her mother. her family , and herself. ...and the world [...] But time, was of the essence for the chosen girl..
The Fairy Godmother watched Cinderella as she started out on her journey. The girl was the Chosen One. Was it her destiny? Her special gifts? Her parentage? Only time would tell why this girl and no other could attempt the task which had been set before her. "Peace be with you, Zolushka", said the Fairy Godmother. And with that she turned and stepped into the Aurora Zone.


@wendijane - had to nick that photo off you, doll. It was too beautiful to resist! :D

EDIT - @bluemoon7 @hope - I'm going to take a break. It feels like I'm monopolising this thing. I want to wait and see what you peeps want to throw into the mix.
 
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The Fairy Godmother watched Cinderella as she started out on her journey. The girl was the Chosen One. Was it her destiny? Her special gifts? Her parentage? Only time would tell why this girl and no other could attempt the task which had been set before her. "Peace be with you, Zolushka", said the Fairy Godmother. And with that she turned and stepped into the Aurora Zone.


@wendijane - had to nick that photo off you, doll. It was too beautiful to resist! :D
im just here pondering on the hazelnut significance wow
yeah it caught my eye straight away, it moves too it's a gif well should be , and its a stunner!
 
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