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7"><b>{A Pink Necromancer Prosimetrum} — {NaNoWriMo 2024: Day 05} 🦄🌸</b></p><p id="5251">Quaraun’s fingers caressed the vardo’s interior, watching the moose pull their heavy load. The smell of leather and wood mingled with wet earth, a scent he found oddly comforting.</p><p id="c975">A sudden lurch jolted him forward, and he peeked out the door, catching sight of tangled branches snagged on one of the moose’s antlers. The vardo jolted as the moose stopped, their massive antlers catching on the dense, snow-covered branches overhead.</p><p id="adfa">Quaraun brushed snowflakes off his lap, casting a frustrated glance at the moose.</p><p id="6e30">Sighing, he stepped down, leaning heavily on his cane, steadying himself on icy ground, as he untangled the twisted twigs.</p><p id="2eba">The moose chuffed, impatient.</p><p id="4ed9">“Hold still, you fool creature,” he muttered, tugging at the knotted mess.</p><p id="38aa">Quaraun stroked the beast’s neck, calming it.</p><p id="3882">“I swear, these antlers…”</p><p id="5292">Antlers scrape the air,
frost crowns a beast’s head proudly,
winter’s royalty.</p><p id="ab14">“Your crowns are large enough to rule winter itself,” he muttered, half admiring, half irritated.</p><p id="5a25">Antlers trace the sky,
tangled in the forest’s breath,
winter crowns the wild.</p><p id="a37e">“Magnificent creatures,” he murmured to himself, tracing his fingers along one antler.</p><p id="8a83">Beneath his touch, they were strong, unyielding, their ancient lines a map of secrets. His fingers itched to weave an adornment for their majestic heads, though he doubted they’d appreciate it.</p><p id="e5a4">Snow-cracked branches bow,
moose antlers touch ancient skies,
Quaraun whispers praise.</p><p id="4c07">BoomFuzzy chuckled, watching Quaraun struggle with the moose’s stubborn antlers.</p><p id="e582">The magnificent beast tossed its head, sending leaves and bits of moss flying. BoomFuzzy grabbed a few stray twigs, admiring their woody scent.</p><p id="1973">“Ah, ye wee beauty, those antlers are a menace,” he teased, stepping closer.</p><p id="5eb1">The moose snorted, nearly swiping BoomFuzzy with its massive rack.</p><p id="9299">“Oi! Careful, Love!” He laughed, patting the moose. “Big beastie, big attitude.”</p><p id="cb13">BoomFuzzy leaned down, adjusting the leather straps.</p><p id="e1ba">“Maybe I should weave a crown of flowers?” Quaraun said.</p><p id="b3df">“For the moose?” BoomFuzzy asked.</p><p id="9532">“Yes.”</p><p id="ea55">“Weaving posies and putting ’em on yer noggin, eh?”</p><p id="7439">He grinned at Quaraun, winking as he guided the beast forward.</p><p id="65af">“Their nogging. Not mine.”</p><p id="3d11">Old bones creak and clash,
forest kings draw paths in ice,
ancient wisdom calls.</p><p id="a304">BoomFuzzy chuckled, patting the nearest moose’s flank.</p><p id="229a">“Ye’ve outgrown yerself,” he cooed, scratching behind its ear.</p><p id="a51e">The moose huffed, frost clouding its massive nostrils.</p><p id="a862">BoomFuzzy’s laughter,
rings out through frosted branches,
echoes haunt the trees.</p><p id="0afb">“I should have me a crown like these,” BoomFuzzy said.</p><p id="f318">“Their antlers?”</p><p id="5e9f">“Aye, got crowns fit fer a king.” BoomFuzzy’s eyes twinkled with mischief. “And we be three kings are we not?”</p><p id="c54c">“Are we?” GhoulSpawn asked.</p><p id="634d">“Aye. I am the King of The UnSeelie Court. Quaraun here was nephew to King of the Moon Elves, and with all the other Moon Elves dead, that make Quaraun King of the Moon Elves.”</p><p id="3556">“But as you just pointed out he’s the last one, so there’s nothing for him to be king of.”</p><p id="d6e7">“Eh. Details can be worked out later. Him still a king.”</p><p id="94b7">GhoulSpawn looked over at Quaraun who was brushing burrs out of the moose’ fur.</p><p id="9e32">“Are you a King Quaraun.”</p><p id="0c73">“No.”</p><p id="593c">“See?” GhoulSpawn said to BoomFuzzy, who was now laughing.</p><p id="e9e3">“What’s so funny?”</p><p id="8be7">Before BoomFuzzy could answer Quaraun continued talking.</p><p id="2f55">“I am the Sacred Pink JellyFish, which makes me The Grand High Emperor of The Triple Planets. I am the King over all other Kings on all of the inhabited planets of our solar system. The entire solar system bows to my feet…”</p><p id="d14c">“Him is Insane,” BoomFuzzy whispered in GhoulSpawn’s ear.</p><p id="c40c">“Really?” GhoulSpawn replied sarcastically. “I hadn’t noticed.”</p><p id="9463">Quaraun glared at both of them.</p><p id="4f99">“I am NOT insane.”</p><p id="2b37">“Say the one what is called Quaraun The Insane.”</p><p id="11af">“I am The Pink Necromancer! Quaraun the Insane is what Findaru’s pencil pushing, brown nosing, jackassery followers call me, because they haven’t got enough brains to think for themselves!”</p><p id="b3d4">“Oooooh,” BoomFuzzy teased. “Yis pissed. Ya said a contraction. Ya only do that when ya too bitchy to control ya deliberate phraseologies.”</p><p id="912b">Quaraun pulled out his wand and aimed it at BoomFuzzy’s nose, about to start shrieking.</p><p id="50ce">“And how do you figure I’m a king?” GhoulSpawn asked BoomFuzzy, hoping that it would deflect Quaraun’s incoming raging inferno.</p><p id="d9c3">BoomFuzzy casually plucked The Rainbow Wand out of Quaraun’s grasp and replaced it with a silver brush, then shoved the wand in his own sporran.</p><p id="f17c">“I’ll keep both ya favourite wands in the same place, eh?”</p><p id="0a31">Quaraun glared at BoomFuzzy’s crotch while GhoulSpawn tried not to laugh.</p><p id="ee51">“Now,” BoomFuzzy returned to addressing GhoulSpawn. “Ya daddy was The Ghoul King. Is that not why ya gots the title of GhoulSpawn? Spawn of The Ghoul. Literally means you are the son of The Ghoul King, and he went missing decades ago. That make you king in his stead.”</p><p id="61e2">“King of what? Hell? I didn’t exactly enjoy living on the Burning Planet you know. A portal might have brought me to your world by accident, but in case you hadn’t noticed, I’m ain’t trying to go back to the Planet of Flame either.”</p><p id="624f">“We are three wandering kings without kingdoms. But that does not make us any less worthy of crowns.”</p><p id="c74b">“What say ye, Love?” BoomFuzzy grinned at Quaraun. “Fancy a crown too?”</p><p id="7d23">“I want my wand back.”</p><p id="7836">“Which one? They both in me kilt. Ya’ll have come get them.” BoomFuzzy pretended to hold an antler above Quaraun’s head, laughing heartily. “Or perhaps I’ll get ye antlers next time I conjure a disguise!”</p><p id="0494">“Give me my wand back!”</p><p id="5408">Quaraun lunged at BoomFuzzy, but the Phooka blinked to the other side of the vardo, laughing hysterically as he did. His laughter filled the air, echoing among the trees as he made his way to untangle the moose from the branches.</p><p id="5aa3">Hands upon rough bone,
he names the moose ‘forest kings,’
ancient pride reborn.</p><p id="4552">Seeking to avoid Quaraun’s pending wrath, GhoulSpawn darted forward, plucking stray branches from the moose’s tangled antlers.</p><p id="0a18">“Imagine if we put bells on them,” BoomFuzzy giggled, a mischievous gleam in his eye.</p><p id="26da">He held up a piece of antler that had snagged its rough surface oddly satisfying beneath his fingers.</p><p id="487d">“Better than any Human carving, these are!”</p><p id="50ed">His hands skimmed over the moose’s antlers, tracing their intricate patterns. The moose huffed, nudging him away.</p><p id="5343">Antlers edged with snow,
battle-born in GhoulSpawn’s eyes,
striking through the dark.</p><p id="6333">Laughing, BoomFuzzy stumbled back, admiring the majestic curves of the antlers.</p><p id="98db">“We should collect these after shedding season,” he mused aloud, imagining his own room decorated in antlered splendour.</p><p id="5add">Nature’s wild crown
Options
bends,
horned giants roam the still snow,
homeward hoofbeats drum.</p><p id="906c">GhoulSpawn stood nearby, scratching his head, staring at the moose.</p><p id="45f4">“Ever think those antlers could be… I don’t know, like, useful?”</p><p id="1fe5">BoomFuzzy flashed a grin at GhoulSpawn, who shot him an amused look.</p><p id="7588">Moons glint on sharp crowns,
armoured beasts haunt GhoulSpawn’s mind,
shadows come to life.</p><p id="1263">“We could… mount spikes on them, give ’em extra… defensive qualities.” BoomFuzzy’s eyes sparkled with ideas. “Imagine charging into town with armoured moose! Instant intimidation factor.”</p><p id="2995">He snickered, stepping back as the moose swung its head, as if insulted by the notion.</p><p id="f5a4">GhoulSpawn shrugged, nudging Quaraun.</p><p id="a615">“Hey, just thinking.”</p><p id="06a3">Quaraun nooded.</p><p id="9486">“Those antlers are dangerous enough — why not make ’em spectacular?”</p><p id="512a">“Spectacular?”</p><p id="0438">“Decorate them with glitter and rhinestones. Pink.”</p><p id="35a3" type="7">The End?</p><p id="1769">| <a href="https://www.eelkat.com/Quaraun-Short-Stories-Index.html">©<i>2024 <b>Wendy Christine Allen</b></i></a><i> | All Rights Reserved |</i></p><figure id="3b84"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:800/1*Ss_9xyQP6g_ZfNeBdI18eQ.jpeg"><figcaption></figcaption></figure><h2 id="f690">Today’s story used this prompt:</h2><h2 id="7bbe">Day 5:</h2><ul><li>Intrigue &</li><li>— Bonus Dare: Pomegranate</li><li>— Double Bonus Dare: Antler</li><li>— Triple Bonus Dare: Fork</li></ul><div id="05f0" class="link-block">
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