Centuries ago, a sad queen visited a chocolate shop, where she ate mint candy. ‘Divine!’ she said, and she made the young chocolatier her lover. The queen’s great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great granddaughter, tasted one summer day, in a small and dusty chocolate shop, mint candy. ‘Divine!’ she said, looking at the young chocolatier…
A 50-Word Story a Day Keeps The Boredom Away #14
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Haha! 🙂 Divine story!
Not half as divine as you divine Julietta!
How could I not love a story by you? Especially about chocolate! Lovely 🙂
I am listening to Michelle by the Beatles just as I am writing this comment. Chocolate is good, but it mars the tooth. Brush your teeth immediately after eating it, to minimize the damage. 🙂
Oh goodness, I must keep a toothbrush very handy, because it is my favorite vice! Especially the imported stuff…thanks for looking out for my oral hygiene 🙂
A sweet tale indeed. It got me to thinking and I submit for your enjoyment my first 50-word story.
The Prince
Once there was a prince who did want to be a prince. He rode out alone, into the night. He returned an old man. He dismantled the castle, and made many houses. He chose one wherein to spend the rest of his years. And he did.
I like it. He found himself a cat too, and maybe even a pretty wench.
I’m glad you like it. This is the first new piece of fiction I have done in years.
And perhaps he did.
Chocolate has a way of making history repeat itself …
unless it’s mint, and then it skips several generations.
Nice story….
Life is like a story of chocolatiers.
Possibly Three Chocolatiers.
And I don’t know why Dumas didn’t think of it first.
Kind regards from a chocolate fan,
Randy
I tip my hat to you Randy. I like your comments.