The Love-A-Thon is an event dedicated to spreading positivity and love, it’s hosted by Alexa of Alexa Loves Books, Cee of The Novel Hermit, Mel of The Daily Prophecy, and Kristin of Super Space Chick. It’s time dedicated to visiting other bloggers/Instagrammers/BookTubers, leaving a comment or two, making new friends and fostering positivity among the members of our amazing community.
For the first mini challenge we had to fill the blank spaces of this lovely fairy tale with the prompts they gave us, so much fun! Sit back, grab your beverage of choice and enjoy the story.
Once upon a time, in a far away land, there lived a smart Rune-keeper. He lived alone in a library, where he had grown up with the deceased owner. He had beautiful pointed hears, and it was known for its shiny red satchel, the only thing he had left of its parents.
Alas, the chieftain of the country became jealous and wanted to own this satchel. So, he became a wanted person and had to flee into the forest to find a place to hide. After running around for hours, hungry and tired, he stumbled upon a weird looking cottage. An old lady appeared, offering him shelter from the bitter cold. She looked at him with surprise and said: “I will protect you, but I need your help first. Years ago I lost something precious and I want it back. You need to climb into the sky and get my clarinet back. Here is a magical staff, throw it into the earth, sprinkle with water and it will sprout a beanstalk. You have 9 days to return before the stalk withers.”
He followed the instructions given to her, and lo and behold, a beanstalk grew and grew and grew all the way up to the clouds. After an exhausting climb, he saw a huge manor. He walked to the door and knocked. A croaky voice said: ‘Fee-fi-fo-fum, who dares to come and enter my house?” He was not afraid and said: “My name is Jamie and I’ve come to collect an item.”
The door made a crackling sound when it opened and revealed a large hall filled with golden pillars. He stepped inside and walked towards the spiraling staircase, where a figure moved, cloaked in darkness.
“Who are you? Step in to the light, so I can see your face.”
The beast growled angry. “Why did you come here? I just want to be left alone.” Still, he moved and stood in front of him. There were three horns on his head, and hair all over his face and his mouth was filled with large teeth. He wore a worn purple robe.
“What happened to you?” He reached out to touch one of the horns, but the beast flinched. “Many years ago I was cursed by a witch. I have one year left to wait so I can break the spell, but I’m not brave enough.”
“If you give me the clarinet, I will help you.”
In keeping its promise, the beast and him worked for a few hours and that afternoon, the beast transformed into an ordinary older guy. “I can’t wait to return to my job as tavern keeper in the normal world. Can I come with you?” Together they climbed down the beanstalk, carrying the instrument for the old lady. The moment she saw the guy and her beloved instrument, she started to weep.
“My husband, you have returned!” They hugged and looked at it.
“We have to tell you something,” the old lady said. “You are our child. We were separated after the curse, but now we are reunited!” From that day, the three of them lived together in the forest, happily ever after.