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Wragg

Wragg

Chronicler of Crux
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PART I: Wragg meets a Racing Rodent

One sunny day, the weather fine
I thought I’d take a spell
Of walking in the countryside
But then I slipped and fell.

I fell into a great big hole
And landed on some mosses
And found a really strange new world
With lots and lots of crosses.

I gazed around this crossy land
And wondered what to do.
A flashy vehicle stopped for me
Of bright magenta hue!

A rodent sat behind the wheel
Of this smart car in red
“Get in!” he called out urgently
“Be quick, or else you’re dead!”

I did as I was bid, for sure
I had no other choice
The Racing Rodent raced away
So fast I lost my voice

“You’ve reached the Land of Crux”, said he
“We’re off to see the boss
“Be sure to answer truthfully
“Or you’ll be on a cross!”

“The boss?” I’d found my voice at last,
“And who the hell is he?”
The rodent cast a baleful glance,
“Not ‘he’”, he said, “it’s ‘she’”

“She’s the Queen of the Northern Forest, lad”
(My heart near stopped in failure)
We stopped beside a castle gate,
“Her Majesty, Queen Eulalia!”
 
Wragg134 said:
PART I: Wragg meets a Racing Rodent

One sunny day, the weather fine
I thought I’d take a spell
Of walking in the countryside
But then I slipped and fell.

I fell into a great big hole
And landed on some mosses
And found a really strange new world
With lots and lots of crosses.

I gazed around this crossy land
And wondered what to do.
A flashy vehicle stopped for me
Of bright magenta hue!

A rodent sat behind the wheel
Of this smart car in red
“Get in!” he called out urgently
“Be quick, or else you’re dead!”

I did as I was bid, for sure
I had no other choice
The Racing Rodent raced away
So fast I lost my voice

“You’ve reached the Land of Crux”, said he
“We’re off to see the boss
“Be sure to answer truthfully
“Or you’ll be on a cross!”

“The boss?” I’d found my voice at last,
“And who the hell is he?”
The rodent cast a baleful glance,
“Not ‘he’”, he said, “it’s ‘she’”

“She’s the Queen of the Northern Forest, lad”
(My heart near stopped in failure)
We stopped beside a castle gate,
“Her Majesty, Queen Eulalia!”
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Wonderful Wragg! With apologies or credits to Lewis Carroll....funny...RR as the Mad Hatter...And Eul as the Queen? Hope you intend to continue this fantasy tale. Maybe you could go off to the Emerald City to visit the Wizard too?
 
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this is great - yet another sure bet for the Archive, we'll just wait for the continuation -
like Admi said the other night, it's amazing the range of writing talents the Forums are nourishing,
and there's such a lot of individuality, you've found a style that's all your own Wragg.​
 
Thanks Eulalia, that's more than kind


flower3

Erm, stupid question, have I got the pronunciation of 'Eulalia' right? To rhyme with 'dahlia? Or should it rhyme with 'et alia'?

W
 
PART II Wragg in the Castle of Queen Eulalia

I left the car, and bid farewell
To its sciuridan chauffeur
I staggered round, for I had found
The journey quite a blur!

A man leaned on a doorpost
With cool dark shades, and hat
He called back through the open door
“Ulrika – I’ll be back!”

He waved me through the open gate
But followed close to me
His name was apt for this cruxy state
It was ‘The Hanging Tree’

So I asked if he might hang me
On a cross just near the gate
He said that he would gladly
But that was not my fate.

Yet

No, his orders were to take me
Quite quickly, it would seem
Into the Royal Presence
So I could meet the Queen!

I stood before the Royal Throne
And she was quite a dame!
She glittered in the lamplight
Her hair like golden flame!

“And who are you?” She glared at me
“My name is Wragg,” croaked I
“And why are you in the land of Crux?
“I think you are a spy!”

“A spy? Not I!” I said to her
(As soon as I could talk)
“I’ve only just arrived” I said,
“I was out for a country walk!”

“Hmmm.” Said she, and glared again
As she munched on oeufs au gratin
“If you’re a subject, true, of mine
“You’ll speak quite fluent Latin!”

“What’s ‘Condemmed to the Cross’?” She asked
"We’ll try that, for a starter"
I’d seen that on the way to here
“Ad crucem damnata”

She yawned, and drummed her fingers then
Her patience getting shorter
“Affairs of Tax are pressing me,
“I’ll try you with my daughter!”

“Off you go!” her fingers snapped
She called out “Princess Messaline!”
I turned at once, and met the eye
Of the fairest maid I’d ever seen!
 
Wragg134 said:
PART II Wragg in the Castle of Queen Eulalia

I left the car, and bid farewell
To its sciuridan chauffeur
I staggered round, for I had found
The journey quite a blur!

A man leaned on a doorpost
With cool dark shades, and hat
He called back through the open door
“Ulrika – I’ll be back!”

He waved me through the open gate
But followed close to me
His name was apt for this cruxy state
It was ‘The Hanging Tree’

So I asked if he might hang me
On a cross just near the gate
He said that he would gladly
But that was not my fate.

Yet

No, his orders were to take me
Quite quickly, it would seem
Into the Royal Presence
So I could meet the Queen!

I stood before the Royal Throne
And she was quite a dame!
She glittered in the lamplight
Her hair like golden flame!

“And who are you?” She glared at me
“My name is Wragg,” croaked I
“And why are you in the land of Crux?
“I think you are a spy!”

“A spy? Not I!” I said to her
(As soon as I could talk)
“I’ve only just arrived” I said,
“I was out for a country walk!”

“Hmmm.” Said she, and glared again
As she munched on oeufs au gratin
“If you’re a subject, true, of mine
“You’ll speak quite fluent Latin!”

“What’s ‘Condemmed to the Cross’?” She asked
"We’ll try that, for a starter"
I’d seen that on the way to here
“Ad crucem damnata”

She yawned, and drummed her fingers then
Her patience getting shorter
“Affairs of Tax are pressing me,
“I’ll try you with my daughter!”

“Off you go!” her fingers snapped
She called out “Princess Messaline!”
I turned at once, and met the eye
Of the fairest maid I’d ever seen!
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This just keeps getting better and better!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Such fun!!!!!
 
Part III Princess Messaline

Her flaxen hair cascaded down
And framed her verdant eyes
Her body, ‘neath her skimpy dress
Like an angel’s in the skies.

The perfect woman? Well, not quite
One fault could not be missed
For though she’d perfect arms and hands
She’d nail marks in her wrists.

I stared upon those jarring scars
I thought my eyes had lied!
Unless I’m very, very wrong
This girl’s been crucified!

My mind went into overdrive
My tongue was at a loss;
Imagine her, with nothing on
Outstretched upon a cross!

If I had only seen her then
I think I’d want for nought
Nailed and writhing on her tree
I staggered at the thought!

‘Venez’, she said, and beckoned me
(I think that’s French for ‘come’)
I nearly had already, but
I meekly went along.

We went into another room
I hoped I’d get to kiss her
Her Lady’s maid put paid to that
A Lady named ‘Melissa’.

Yet she, as well, was nice to see
And really kind and sweet
I couldn’t see her wrists but she
Had nail marks in her feet!

“Your Highness, I hope that you’ll forgive
“I couldn’t help but see
“The nail marks that you display
“They look quite fresh to me?”

“Oh Monsieur Wragg,” she answered me
“We’d travelled many a mile
“My maid and I, but then we came
“To pass through a defile.”

“Attacked we were, by rebel band,
“Our guardians mostly died
“But we fell into the rebel’s hands
“And we were crucified!”
 
Wragg134 said:
Part III Princess Messaline

Her flaxen hair cascaded down
And framed her verdant eyes
Her body, ‘neath her skimpy dress
Like an angel’s in the skies.

The perfect woman? Well, not quite
One fault could not be missed
For though she’d perfect arms and hands
She’d nail marks in her wrists.

I stared upon those jarring scars
I thought my eyes had lied!
Unless I’m very, very wrong
This girl’s been crucified!

My mind went into overdrive
My tongue was at a loss;
Imagine her, with nothing on
Outstretched upon a cross!

If I had only seen her then
I think I’d want for nought
Nailed and writhing on her tree
I staggered at the thought!

‘Venez’, she said, and beckoned me
(I think that’s French for ‘come’)
I nearly had already, but
I meekly went along.

We went into another room
I hoped I’d get to kiss her
Her Lady’s maid put paid to that
A Lady named ‘Melissa’.

Yet she, as well, was nice to see
And really kind and sweet
I couldn’t see her wrists but she
Had nail marks in her feet!

“Your Highness, I hope that you’ll forgive
“I couldn’t help but see
“The nail marks that you display
“They look quite fresh to me?”

“Oh Monsieur Wragg,” she answered me
“We’d travelled many a mile
“My maid and I, but then we came
“To pass through a defile.”

“Attacked we were, by rebel band,
“Our guardians mostly died
“But we fell into the rebel’s hands
“And we were crucified!”
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Breathtakingly marvelous!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
 
Wragg134 said:
Now you can begin to see where I'm going with this, Barbaria

Who's guilty of crucifying poor, poor Messa?

;)

W
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Messa.................................Messa herself......................Tree was only the executioner forced by Messa
 
Wragg134 said:
There are plenty of crosses in Cruxland

And a Judge who's ready to use them

W
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use them? .............Never
I cast an girl at a cross and a carpenter like Tree as an executioner
what do you mean Ulrika with that horny beholder?
of course i'm sitting on the official grandstand
 
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