I placed in a competition! Yay. · 9:14pm Jan 14th, 2013
A budding writing/reviewing group - Authors helping authors recently held a competition for writers to enter a drabble piece. Drabble is a story of exactly 500 words, give or take 10 or so. My entry was one of the 6 winners selected for an art commission, paid for by a very generous user named Doomande
Here is my entry. The story is hackneyed, but I mostly did it just so I could get some practice in writing alliterative sentences, something I have been trying to work into some of my upcomming stories.
Have a look and see what you all think, or check out the other entries Here
Twilight tames a topiary
By: Fimbulvinter
Twilight’s eyes narrowed as she focused on her opponent. Neither of them moved an inch as time slowed, the seconds extending into minutes.
Twilight had studied her foe thoroughly. She knew its weaknesses like the back of her hoof, but for every defeat she had wrought it, it would only come back stronger and more determined the next time.
Spike sat silently, stashed off to the side, spectating the showdown.
Ever since her last near breakdown, Twilight had been undergoing court ordered therapy. This meant that she had to maintain a hobby of some sort and Celestia had assigned her the task of growing a bonsai tree, something which Twilight had never shown an aptitude for, but demanded may of the skills she possessed – focus, determination, precision.
Today, Twilight was truly going to try and tame this topiary tree, a threat that she had thoroughly thrust upon herself.
Upon her desk, a sad and sick seeming specimen of shrubbery sat, a silent sentinel of sheer green and shades of brown.
Twilight hefted her pair of clippers in her hooves. She had vowed to do this without the use of her magic, so she could prove that it wasn’t a crutch for her.
Ok Twilight, you can do this. How hard can it be? Applejack manages a whole farm. You can handle one little bush.
Balancing on her hind hooves while she held the shears proved to be harder than she thought however, and Twilight fell over with a resounding crash into one of her many stacks of books. Books and quills scattered in all directions from her impact, but the topiary remained untouched, mocking Twilight with its mere presence.
Below, Spike looked up at the sounds of crashing emanating from Twilight’s bedroom before shaking his head and walking over to a piece of parchment he had prepared earlier. On it he ticked off an image of Twilight falling over before a small tree.
Twilight next tried to put the bonsai on the ground, so as to get at it easier, but as she lifted it up and off the table, her back hoof slipped on one of her loose scrolls and she tripped again, the tree flying into the air and landing with a clunk on her head.
Spike marked off the next image on the check list – Twilight on her back with a tree on her face. There was only one more to go.
He heard the sound of magic coming from upstairs and rushed to find Twilight.
He arrived just as Twilight flung a furiously flaming fireball forward against her foe, cackling like a crazy pony.
As the conflagration crumbled to cinders, Twilights eyes shrank and a wide grin split her mouth. Spike shrank from the sight of his step sibling, seriously scared for his safety.
Twilight turned to look at him, her eyes piercing his very soul.
“Spike, take a letter.
Dear Princess Celestia.
BUCK YOU
Your faithful student
Twilight Sparkle
Spike marked off the last image.
So much lol