am I the only one adding strange scenes just for word count when I can't think of anything else to write? Alan was at his coronation feast and i had no idea what to write about the feast at all, so instead I had him talk about a tapestry, eh...
So eh... back to the scene:
“That tapestry, which is hanging in the corner over there? Do you have any idea who it’s by?”
he asked her and pointed at it.
“You mean the one with sheep that’s about to eat the red flower?”
“Yes that one.” Alan said beaming.
“I’m afraid I don’t recognise the style, but I think I should be able to find out for you, if you whish?”
“That would be very kind indeed.”
Lady Ripai walked towards the wall and inspected the tapestry closer. “Interesting.” she murmured.
“I always liked it.” Alan said. He didn’t really know what else to say, as he did not really know a lot about the fine points of tapestry knotting.
“I always call it ‘Life is short’ – seems to me to be a fitting title for the tapestry.”
“What? Oh, sorry, I was taking a look at the knotting. Hmm... yes, I can see how you might title it thus. The sheep will die if it eats the flower?”
“Most certainly. You can see the cliff crumbling beneath its feet as it approaches the flower.” he had wondered for hours sometimes whether or not the cliff really would give way, but he’d come the conclusion that who ever made it would certainly want you to think that the sheep would die. But the thing was that it never did. It was stuck in that one moment of time just before its death.
“It’s not that old from what I can tell, the artist might still be alive. I’ll do my best to find out what I can for you.”
“Thank you so much, Lady Ripai.” Alan said.
eh... does it sound really, really, really, really strange? :-S lol, I only just read what I wrote, I'm busy laughing my head off.
only this is what the tapestry looks like in RL ;-):http://img64.exs.cx/img64/1259/lifeisshort.jpg
My story is littered which such trash. :-P