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    Antarica’s chronicles
    Antarica’s chronicles
    Antarica’s chronicles
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    Antarica’s chronicles

    By The Daz

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    Tales of Antarica are composed of five stories: The Queen Of The Mirror, Lion's Heart, The Magic Compass, The Legendary Song, The magic fish. These stories are a part of series that are structured like a matryoshka doll. Every tale is the follow up to the previous one; every new tale constantly gives the reader new elements and points of view and slowly becomes a complete story of its own. Following the traditional rules of tale-writing structure, these five stories are connected between each other with its magic and ever so important morale.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherThe Daz
    Release dateJul 24, 2013
    ISBN9788868552527
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      Antarica’s chronicles - The Daz

      that.

      Tale number one

      The queen of the mirror

      Once upon a time there was an always feting kingdom. There wasn’t night in which lanterns or fireworks wouldn’t floodlight the royal palace gardens.

      Any reason was good for a banquet, a ball, a parade and any sort of feast. The night was an uninterrupted rejoicing and the day just an interlude for arranging the following party. This kingdom was Antarica, a land girdled by many lakes and rivers and one of which passed by the castle and cut the city off. Often mills or other contraptions were assembled to pipe the abundant water up to the gardens so their lawns were always tidy and perfect. Water and light shows were always a part of wonderful court nights. The fountains were plentiful and each one with a different statue spurting in a different, fanciful way. A drinking fountain stood on every corner of the manor, where every thirsty guest could drink, but it wasn’t water the most popular drink especially in the long sleepless nights. The organizer and creator, as well as the centre of all attention in any party was she, the gorgeous and charming Queen Isadora.

      Her beauty was such a legend spreading along the whole valley that people named her Isabella.

      She was the youngest Queen, ever sitting on Antarica’s throne. There wasn’t a day or better night that she wouldn’t appear in her perfect beauty. She wore her long dark ruby-coloured hear sometimes perfectly straight, some others wavy as a stormy sea, or high and backcombed on top of her head as if a sculpture.

      Her hear had a special glow under the moonlight and not in the sunshine when the most foolish ones would mistake it for a simple black. The skin on her face, like all the rest of her body, was fresh and flawless. As all the young girls of her age, she needed no treatment to get that shine and softness.

      That was not good enough of a reason for Queen Isadora to stop her from using every beauty product that could be possibly imported. She spent hours in rubbing creams on and face packs, masks or ointments of any sort of smell or density and often of dubious benefit.

      However these beauty treatments gave her complexion that widely known silvery brightness which everybody coveted. As a matter of fact few people had ever seen her laughing as for the most part she wouldn’t and limited herself with a smile, afraid to ruin her perfect smooth lines with some wrinkles. Yet many declared they had been mesmerized when she looked at them with her jade eyes and then got completely lost in the unique shine of her magenta hair.

      She used to change her dress every night, passing from the most glitzy andrienne-styled attire to a puffy robe-a-la-polonaise garment. Rumour had it that a whole team of tailors attended upon her wardrobe to make every cloth unique and special. Mirrors of all kinds of shape hung from every wall in the castle. They vary from the simple, just framed by a golden rim to the most elaborate, differently engraved and designed, many flapped ones where one could see oneself from any angle. Every time the queen passed by them, she couldn’t but stop and admire the look of her face and this caused her to be always late due to the endless time she spent to move around the palace aisles.

      Since she widowed, two bulky slobbering Great Danes as black as the darkest and moonless night, escorted her. She liked to pet and cuddle them as if they were the offspring she never had the time to procreate. She used to talk to them in a subtle, high-pitched voice, with her lips pouting and sending them a kiss every two words. There were actually looked after and taken care by two young lackeys. They would chase these two beasts everywhere to keep them constantly combed and shiny.

      There were two human beings who spent the most time with her. The first one was a terrific storyteller, straw-clad who had to follow her everywhere and when she was in the bad mood or just wanted to hear a compliment he had to praise her beauty for her ears only. The other one was Sir Persival The Second.

      The man was one of the five knights titled as the bravest in the kingdom.

      He was a bulky, muscular fellow whose task was to safeguard the queen’s safety. She favoured him among the others and he would please her at any cost. She entrusted him with the tasks she deemed extremely urgent and important for her figure as, for example, the royal purges.

      That was how the people called all the punishments Sir Persival carried out under the secret order of the queen. Once he made the royal fruit supplier swallow some lemons because the strawberries, which were out of season, weren’t sweet enough.

      Another time he had him gorged on chocolate cakes for two days, without drinking, because this time the strawberries were too tantalizing and they jeopardized the royal shape.

      In short, for a man, who had to serve the court in many ways, it was really like trying his luck.

      However, everybody was ready to run the risk as this was the only way to make ends meet. The incomes from Antarica’s lands were high but taxation was higher. Indeed parties were not low on budget at all, and the poor population, far from court life, was really badly affected by these policies.

      Isabella had arranged that party in every single detail. She had worked out everything and even more so it could be remembered as the most regal masquerade party of all times.

      The white and violet colours of Antarica’s flag dangled from the palace towers. Ruffled by the wind those drapes were scrawled like the forked tongues of snakes and wrapped up the castle. The torches, scattered about the garden, were made of huge fruit and vegetable spikes and their burning wicks spread sweetish scents throughout the country.

      All the horses were dressed up in trousers and shirts as if they were big waiters turned into animals. The servants wore the old ostrich shaped armours the former king wanted to be forged like the royal emblem now replaced by a light Aubergine-coloured stylized crown.

      In the middle of the park there were three fountains, set up for the occasion.

      The first fountain was shaped as a roaring lion spouting water into the second fountain where a gazelle heaved up the rear legs as after a sudden stop, just from there, water spouted on a horde of mice chiselled in the last one. Overlooking this horde there was a helmed bowman-rat standing out with his bow shooting an arrow gush of silvery water against the bust of the forest king.

      The party theme was animals and all the party-goers, strictly top-rank, had to wear a mask portraying one. The queen announced that, apart from the usual balls and exhibitions, that evening there would be a special surprise for everyone.

      In fact she hired the famous painter, Ron de la Cruar to depict a secular event: all the guests dancing according to the moves Queen Isadora had invented for the occasion.

      The party began in the heart of the night as planned, and hundreds of two legged animals packed the yard. They ate, laughed and danced with the music of the talented storyteller and the most famous violinists from abroad when the queen decided to make her royal entry.

      The big, studded garden door slowly wide opened while four hefty guards pushed it.

      They lit two large bonfires and stirred them up so to fully enlighten the catwalk.

      Sir Persival The Second, who wore a large, engraved wood helm in the shape of a tiger head, came in.

      His whole suit of armour had been painted with yellow and black stripes and he held a very long halberd in his hand. He neared the big door with his mantle wrapped as if it was a tail waving in the wind and announced:

      « Lords, Sirs and gentle Ladies, please pay attention: here you will have the chance to admire the most graceful and beautiful creature of the animal kingdom. Queen Isadora».

      Thunderously clapped by

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