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Long ago there lived a little  princess with her parents, The King Of Icy Mountains and  The Queen Of Peaks. Life was blissful with a very happy kingdom. Princess Star had her own maids-in-waiting and dozens of children from the kingdom flew in to play with her.

alll day they skipped and jumped
happiest when they loved and played
the Weeping Willow Witch was jealous and angry
a lonely life she led and wept all day long 
she kept looking out of her windows of the Weeping Willow Castle
the Weeping Willow Witch scampered on her two edged broom
clearing all the dark clouds that came her way with a vroom

Her eyes settled on the setting sun's rays bathing the cliff castle standing in pinkish greyish glow. She cried and wriggled with jealousy on her broom. The valleys echoed with her sobs. In the castle all got frightened as they thought the sky was bursting its floods gates. The Weeping Willow Witch hid behind the dark smoky clouds that were driving towards the castle peaks and thought of happy destruction. She entered into the topmost chamber under the steepled roof on the fifth storey.

she pressed the button on the broom to speed her arrival
such force that she banged into the tiny room's wall
she fell cluttered on the floor. 
the Cliff Castle used to delicacy trembled and got a bit disjointed. 
the royalty thought the devils were attacking.

The King, the Queen, the Princess had magical wings with which they could fly. They held hands with their servants and attendants, each holding on to the other and flew  out at the sound of the mild rattle. The Weeping Willow Witch sobbed and collected her bearings. She sniffed the aroma and joyously stomped her way into the kitchen.

eyes popping at the scrumptious food 
she sat happily with her laden plate on the window ledge
the green eyed tom cat with fluffed fur and his pillared tail meowed
the gormandizing Weeping Willow Witch shocked and screamed
toppled out of her comfortably throned window
legs in air and her wired hair dragging her down to nether land
the last of the witchy attack in west wind was heard

The wise king thought of a firmer castle to be built. With a click of his fingers, he built his next castle on three peaks with spearheads out of all windows for any hellish attacks. The castle was studded with diamonds to blind all evil eyes. The children were flown in to bigger grounds and safer climes for more fun and happiness.

November 27, 2015
Contest: Epic Sighting #1
Sponsor: Poet Destroyer A
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