Write 100 words (no more and no less) based on this picture.
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In the mist there came out an imp who no man saw. This imp came from the land of the sky. He roamed the lands until he saw a man who said, “Why come here my friend, when you have no hope? Run!” the man said hiding his worry.
The imp not noticing his name was Vallindre, a king who once wore a crown upon his tiny head, replied back, “Cagory hee de Vallindre! ’’
The imp shot off, finding himself in front of a chimera and a crystal golem.
To be continued… I hope you like it Ms Stevenson!
I love it… First challenge entry of the year, William, well done!
One day there was a little man who lived in a big crown. The crown was covered in beautiful jewels of every colour in the world and each one was from a different country. Every day the little man would wake up and admire every single jewel and the individual beauty of it. But the little man longed to see the whole crown. Every inch and every jewel that he knew as his home. One morning he woke up and started to run. He ran until he reached the edge of the crown and finally saw its real beauty.
There was a man who lived on a crown within a hollow jewel. He was bored and decided to explore the land outside. He slid down the hole in the base onto a mound of brown string, although greasy and smelly! After walking through miles of “string” he finally arrived at a cliff face and after lots of waiting and deciding, he dived gracefully off the side of the cliff and landed smack onto someone’s nose (not so gracefully). A giant finger flicked him upwards, where he landed home.
He was now a man who lived on a giant’s
crown.
The crown is the crown of St. Edward. It is one of the oldest crown jewels in the whole of English history. It has the finest red rubies, blindingly shiny, blue as the sea diamonds, pure dark green emeralds and fire-like orange amber all embedded around its golden outside. At the bottom of the the crown there is the most comfortable ermine from a stoat that massages your temple in the most luxurious way. Above your head is a dark red, velvet and silky cloth that relaxes the top of your skull. This is the crown of all crowns.
The fight for the crown
Once there were twins who were in line to inherit the throne but couldn’t decide who was older. They argued until a fight broke out. The brothers William and Hirasio plotted how to kill each other until one day early in the morning William tiptoed through the corridor, up the stairs to Hirasio’s room and opened the door. He crept across the room then by the bed he drew his dagger and plunged it into the sleeping hirasio’s heart, but now realising what he had done, William stabbed himself and fell to the floor dead.
How very Shakesperian!
The crown is a city. In every inch of gold , silver and jewel there lived an it. Not a he , nor a she, so an it. One it had secretly been named thing. Thing grew up to be an outlaw. Every day thing would go and stare over the furred edges of the crown and dream of going into the lands beyond. One day he decided to go and find a new home in the grey whisps beneath him. So he went. But all the its there were old and boring so he went back to his homecrown.
Once there was a crown that everyone wanted, they would do anything for it. They would slaughter and make royalty execute so they could get it. One day the family that wanted it most came to the palace and made their move: two of them went on the roof with a rope and slid down very quietly but they got rope burn so they engorged it and got a bow and arrow. They weren’t supposed to kill them only put them to sleep so they could take the crown and leave. They all ran to it and took it home.
Once their lived a mad old King who lived in the biggest palace ever built. He owned all the land you can see on the London Eye and was very rich and powerful. One day the council decided they needed a knight as the crown was stolen. They started the search for the knight, lords and peasants auditioned. After hours, they found the perfect person. The solider was knighted and set off to find the crown that the dragon stole. After years on his quest the knight found a city with a dragon sitting on the cliff wearing the crown!
Great use of a Smaug-like dragon Jude!
One fair evening in a spooky forest a pod crashed there and this forest surrounded Tudor London. Out of this pod came an invisible creature gushing green blood and the trail followed right into the city. once the trail reached the palace, the guards went right in the air and dropped to the ground dead gushing blood. After a huge murdering spree, it headed into Henry VIII’s thrown room once in there the king rose in the air and dropped to the ground and as the creature turned off its cloaking, it took of its mask it was A predator !
Yikes! A Tudor sci-fi horror!
Upon a silky purple cushion there was a large gemmed crown. A little friendly elf lived, slouched in the velvet middle. He had lived there for centuries and was now bored because the king never once wore the crown. The elf longed to get outside to see the shining sun.
A rose vine broke through the chimney, so he managed to clamber on a hanging vine, he swung through the air out of an open window and landed safely. He got to the golden palace gates, the sun glimmered in his gemlike eyes, he sings cheerfully hip hip hip horray
Lovely!
A boy called Alex grew up to be a mischievous person who told lies so much that he had to go in to foster care. Sadly Alex got kicked out of foster care to move in to his own house, he loved it but most of all he liked his plans to get the queens crown. He and his friend were going to get it that night, before they went they hatched a plan. Little did they know the FBI was listening. The crown hypnotized them as they looked on with mouths dropped open, all the jewels shone bright. STOP……
Once there was a king, a king so greedy every morning he ate…
500 slices of toast
50 boiled eggs
100 sausages… and so on
Anyway, one day he heard that a band of men were coming to slaughter him. So he ordered all the gates to be closed and all the food in the town to be collected and brought to the castle. When evening came he heard shouts but not because of any killing, because the people didn’t have any food. He sat around and thought and thought. Suddenly he gave all the food back.
Silly isn’t he?
In the land of Osborn, there was a lonely person who was called Jack. Jack was an orphan who was poor, he had no friends, and every time he tried to make friends they avoided him. One night a storm was brewing and it started to get misty. Suddenly a voice said if you help me, I will give you in return a Crown. Jack said what do I have to do? I want you to get a special perfume from the house of lightening. Jack gasped…
Jacks smile was the widest as his crown glistened in the sunlight, hail king jack…..
This is an image of a crown made from pure, gleaming, bright, shiny yellow gold. The fabric inside the crown is soft deep
maroon velvet and there is ermine fur on the bottom of the crown to make wearing it more comfortable. There are many jewels to decorate this classic crown including emeralds, rubies, sapphires and diamonds.
Royal rulers wear the crown to represent their reign and to show how rich and powerful they are. Queen Elizabeth II, our modern monarch is as rich as kings and queens from long ago but she is not as powerful as they once were.
Once upon a time there was a girl called Scarlet. Scarlet was an ordinary girl but with a amazing secret… It all started in 1485 .The Tudors. Henry VII was the king of England.
The war of roses was happening at that time between Lancaster (the red rose) and York (the white rose)
It all finally ended because Henry Tudor fell in love with Elizabeth of York.
Henry had a secret affair with Scarlet’s ancestor Mary. And to this day Scarlet’s
Surname is Tudor.
Right that is the end of this story good bye for now friends.
By Rachel Cooper
You should write historical fiction when you’re back!
NEWSFLASH: King’s Crown Stolen
The King’s crown was stolen at the dead of midnight from the hotel he was staying at in Brazil. Thieves broke into the closet and took the shiny crown and jewellery and left within three minutes. The guard was distracted by one of the members of the gang and the other thugs swiped the crown. The King said “I’m shocked”. Inspector Clousseau the famous detective has been brought in to solve the case. He said “I think I can figure it out”. Other people are not so positive about it. A reward is offered of £2000.
I love the need report style!