Her Majesty | Prologue

Fly with you all,

So the 4th anniversary of Pixie Hollow’s closing has just come and gone. Wow. 4 years. 4 whole years have gone by and here I am, swamped with work, ignoring this community that I’ve been a part of for so many years.

I’m not going to make excuses. I’ve been incredibly busy, just struggling to stay afloat amid the crashing waves of schoolwork, but still. No excuses.

So I was sitting at my mushroom table a few days ago, trying to overcome my huge writer’s block when I remembered: there are so many chapters of stories that I wrote in advance but never published.

Well.

After who-knows-how-many-years, I’m finally doing it. This is Her Majesty, the story of Queen Clarion. I hope you enjoy.


Synopsis: Queen Clarion was not always the all-powerful ruler of Pixie Hollow. In fact, once she was someone else – someone very different. She was young and foolish once.

Uncover the many untold secrets of our Queen, including her venture into the Winter Woods, and how she built Pixie Hollow to be how it was.

Author’s Note: Ok let’s start things off on a good note! This is the first time I’m going to reveal this story for reals, and so what better place to begin than the very first chapter hmm?

Actually, this particular chapter wasn’t supposed to exist, but I felt that the second chapter dove in a little too deep for a beginning. That means I’m going to use all this space to introduce things – yay!

Please read on – and enjoy, of course.

As the Princess of my kingdom, I have always known that my primary duty is to my people. So many are under the perception that running a kingdom is quite a splendid job – others have to obey your every command, and you get to live in a palace. Who wouldn’t want this chance? The chance to be me?

– Journal of Her Royal Highness

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Prologue

“You don’t think the frills are too much, do you?” The girl in the mirror moves simultaneously with me, brushing an invisible piece of dust of her shoulder. I turn around a little to look over my shoulder, and she does too.

“No, no miss. It looks gorgeous!” My head maid, Cordelia insists.

I look back at the girl in the mirror. A girl with long, dark blonde – almost auburn – hair stares at me with sapphire eyes. Cordelia looks admirably at her – my – gown, a cornflower blue thing that flaunts butterfly sleeves and a lace hem.

“If you say so,” I reply dubiously. “Frills and butterfly sleeves aren’t really my style…”

My gowns usually consist of plain and simplistic colors and patterns. Nothing particularly bold or daring. I prefer the elegant dresses compared to some of the more garish party dresses I’ve seen on some of the Ladies of the kingdom that come to visit the palace on occasion.

Of course, I do have a small collection of “garish party dresses” for when guests come to the palace, or reporters come in to do an interview.

“It suits you so perfectly though,” another maid, Hadley, enters the room, carrying a platter containing my meal.

“I suppose,” I shrug. “What’s one more gown to add to my collection anyway?”

“Perfect!” Cordelia claps, reaching for the pins on a nearby table. “I just have to make a few minor adjustments before bringing it to your closet.”

“Thank you Cordelia,” I say, grinning. “I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

She winks as she exits the suite with a blue bundle in her arms, leaving me alone with my meal. I eat slowly, savoring the flavors as they dance on my tongue. Sighing, I gather the long, splayed out skirts of my lavender gown and leave my suite.

I’m not quite sure where I intend to go as the clack of my heels hitting the wooden floor surrounds me. It is clear that the halls are deserted.

Wrinkling my brow in confusion, I turn down a sparsely used corridor, expecting to see a guard or two lining the halls even at this point.

I see nobody.

I am alone.

I let out a small shriek of joy and race down the corridor full speed, half expecting someone — my mother perhaps, or my tutor — to reprimand me about the “courtesies of being a princess”.

“No running,” they’d say. “It’s unbecoming.”

I turn on another corridor, tensing as I wait for someone to pop up behind me, voice echoing, as they say the words I know they’ll say: “You aren’t supposed to be here, Highness.”

I wander down the halls of the East Wing, enjoying a rare moment to myself. The dark red-brown wood panels of the hallway are adorned with gilded golden frames holding the portraits of the Aeira royal family.

I stare at the painted strokes that captured my ancestors, brushing the gold of the frames with my fingers every now and then. These portraits are painted twice in every royal’s lifetime; once as a child, at age 6, and once after coronation..the smaller frames containing photographs of wedding days are all found in a different hall on a different floor.

I reach the last of the paintings. In a thick golden frame embossed with swirls and filigree, a canvas sits, thick oil portraying the figure of a young girl with dark curls pinned in an updo. She wears a tight red gown scattered with gold flecks gathering at the bottom, hands tightly clenched in her lap, a rigid smile on her face.

I know this girl. I know how she wouldn’t sit still for the painter, and how she had sat there for hours on end, under the perfect lighting. I know this girl. I was her.

I lean toward to read the gold plaque below the painting

Princess Clarisse Marion Aeira – Age 6 and 2 months

Frowning slightly, I turn to the wall opposite. A frame has already been made there, and it sits proudly, in its delicate beauty. It’s golden and gilded and specially made for the painting that will rest inside it.

A plaque sits underneath the frame. Marvelling at the speed of the castle staff at hand, I stiffen as I read the embossed words.

The Coronation of Princess Clarisse Marion Aeira – Age 18

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I walk briskly down the stairs to the main wing. Turning the corner, I gasp, nearly bumping into a figure dressed in a guard’s uniform.

“Oh my. uh… Pardon me your Highness. I didn’t see you there,” the guard stammers, turning pale.

“I know you didn’t,” I say coolly, scanning the name on his gold tag. Winters. “Don’t worry about it; just watch your step next time.”

“Uh, uh…” He nervously tips his hat at me as I prepare to whisk away.

“Oh uh, your Highness?”

A voice calls out behind me just as I reach the edge of the hall. I turn slowly.

“Yes?”

“The King has requested your presence in the throne room. Please see him as soon as possible.”

A cold sweat runs down my back. The King. The man I call Father. I glare at him.

“Very well, you may leave,” I reply coldly, turning the opposite corner, and breaking into a run until I reach a large set of golden double doors.

Taking a deep breath, I push them open.

Rows and rows and rows upon rows on shelves upon shelves greet me. The books

To say it’s a large room is quite an understatement. It’s a gargantuan room. And a beautiful one at that.

Rich purple tapestries dangle from the ceiling to the floor. The floors are made of a rich chocolate wood and a long velvet purple carpet stretches from the door to 3 thrones sitting on a small stage. Paintings take over the remaining wall space, depicting feats of our kingdom.

I keep my head down, the clicking of my heels muffled by the carpet. Reaching the end of the carpet, I look up, staring my father straight in the eye.

“Hello Father,” I bow down into a deep curtsy. “You said you wanted to talk to me?”

His piercing gray eyes bear into mine.

Oh no.


I will try to be consistent with releasing the remainder of the chapters that I have written for miscellaneous stories in the next little while.

Honestly, October through to December are incredibly hellish months for me, so perhaps this will provide the smallest bit of solace in some dark times. Please know this isn’t the last you’ll hear from me, dear friends.

Perhaps this is what I need to remove my writer’s block after all.

Fly with you later,

Minerva

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Gothic Short Story – The Phantom Hitch-hiker

Something a bit different than what I usually write, but I thought I’d share. Enjoy 🙂

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Hi everyone,

So I’m finally on holidays again, which means that I get to spend the next two weeks reading, writing and watching YouTube!  😛

Today I thought I’d share a short story I write for my English class. We were studying the Gothic Genre last term, so in one of our last lessons, we were given a short scenario and asked to write write a short story about it and what happened next, including certain words. Well, we never went back to the task after that lesson, but I ended up finishing it and I wanted to share it.

This is the Gothic first story I’ve ever written, so I hope you enjoy it.  😉

– Rose  ❤

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The Phantom Hitch-hiker

The meeting had gone longer than he had intended it to.

Brendan Woods sat in the front seat of his car, blinking wearily. The road ahead was long and…

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C’est La Vie

Hey guys!

Happy 2017! How have you been?

The word 2017 spelled out on clothespin clipped cards in front of glowing lights.

Before you mention – yes, I’m extremely aware of the fact that I haven’t posted in forever and a half -, but it’s been an incredibly and often unbelievably busy semester in school.

I don’t however, want you all to ever doubt that I no longer care about this community, because the PBC is something good and strong and powerful that I never want to neglect being a part of, or stop playing a part in. Even though I’m incredibly busy with school now that I’m an upperclassman, I’m making it a huge goal of mine to not only keep up with my academic studies, but also keep playing a part in this community, even when I don’t have sufficient time to draft a post.

I’m currently studying for my exams (which should be over in about a week, god bless), so I’ll unfortunately be occupied for now.

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Once the new semester starts however, I will try my best to find time to make a post and keep up with the ongoings of the PBC. 🙂

On another note, I wanted to mention that my friend and I have begun a new blog of our own. For those of you who don’t know, I am a part of the IB (International Baccalaureate) program, and a part of my diploma counts for something called CAS – creativity, action, service. In fact, an integral part of CAS is the CAS Project, a long-term endeavor that demonstrates the 3 postulates.

IB is also a huge part of the reason why I haven’t had the time to post; there’s a lot of academic stress and work to get done, and I haven’t quite figured out the best way to manage my time yet lol 😉

But don’t worry, I definitely will!

What all that complex stuff means really, is that this blog will be something that both my friend and I will be taking quite seriously, and discussing a wide variety of topics – from academia, to creative projects, to thoughts on life and school and friendship and meeting the world.

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What this really means (yeah, I’m aware I said that twice :P) is that I’ll be a lot more active on that blog, called Fragments, where I’ll be writing under the pen name of Skye Dians. 🙂

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So far, this blog is still under works as we figure out what themes and shades, and content goes well and suits our taste. But if you could check out that blog by clicking the banner above and following it to see our future content, it would be greatly appreciated. 🙂

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I hope you guys will follow me as I take the steps to meet the world, and describe them all on the new blog. As such, I’ll reserve this one for all things Disney per usual. 😉

And yes, show of the week is definitely Girl Meets World – it’s one of my absolute favorites. ❤ Did you hear that it didn’t get renewed for a Season 4? Girl Meets Goodbye just aired too and it was such a reminiscent one for all those who watched Boy Meets World. Such a shocker, since I loved that show so much…

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I’ll see you all next post, and I promise that it won’t be 3 months from now 😉

Fly with you,

Minerva

 

PHF Forum Bomb!

Remember Pixie Hollow

phf-forum-bomb-bannerThe people in the PEF have decided to do a forum bomb thing. It is like the blog bombs that Marigold Sunjewel has been doing, but it is for Pixie Hollow Forums. If you want to do this and do not have a PHF account, you can sign up, but it will take a while for your posts to no longer be moderated. The forum bomb will be in approximately two weeks, as that will give people time to sign up. pixiehollowforums.com is the link, for those unfamiliar to PHF.

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PHG: Week 3 Competitions

Week 3 Competitions have been announced!!! Please read the post a.s.a.p. so you don’t miss out on the finals! 😉
♥ Marigold

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2016 Pixie Hollow Games
Week 3 Competitions – The Finals
~*~ September 28October 15, 2016 ~*~

Hi, Pixies!

As most of you know, there was a scheduling issue for Week 3 Competitions that didn’t get revealed until the day before the competitions were originally scheduled to end, so they were postponed for 2 weeks while issues were addressed. Thank you for your patience during this time.

We’re still not entirely sure why participation has been dwindling throughout the competitions, but we hope the upcoming fan-favorite competitions and extended completion times will help 😉

Alright, so Week 2 Competitions officially ended 2 weeks ago (on Sept. 14), and after a 2-week hiatus, we’re now into our third and final week of the Pixie Hollow Games!!! 😀

But first, let’s finally announce the winners from Week 2 😉


Gem Juggle (Bejeweled) High Score Competition:

Gold = June with 12,495 points
Silver = Snowflake Fancypuff with 9,225…

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Decisions

Please help me pick what I should post next! 🙂

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Hey everyone!

Guess what? I’m (finally) on holidays again!  😀

As usual, this means I get to spend two weeks doing nothing very productive and speaking more to you guys than to my irl friends… I have a sad life  😛

On an up note, I’m not as sick as I was when I last posted, and I’m on the mend  😛

So I was wondering what you’d like me to focus on posting these holidays, so I made up a poll with a few ideas I had:

I’ll check the answers in a couple of days and aim to post at least the top three over the next two weeks in order of popularity.  😉

See you around,

 – Rose  ❤

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PHG: Week 2 Competitions

Week 2 is here! Who will come out on top I wonder? 🙂

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2016 Pixie Hollow Games
Week 2 Competitions
*~* September 8 – 14, 2016 *~*

Hi, Pixies!

Our first week of competitions has officially ended, so let’s announce the winners, shall we? 😉



Harvest Hustle High Score Competition
:

Gold = June (a.k.a. Gwyn) with a score of 82,640
Silver = Rose MorningMist with a score of 72,790
Bronze = Quicksilver Cloudshimmer with a score of 67,360

Congratulations to all the winners, and a big thank you for everyone who participated!!! 😀



Design the Winner’s Trophy Competition
:

Since this is the Pixie Hollow Games winner’s trophy, we decided that the participants should decide! 😀

Here are the three amazing entries to choose from:
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Winners will be announced soon, so vote now!!!


A leaderboard showing all the points awarded and the current standings will be posted very soon (probably later today or tomorrow)! A linked banner will also be added to Marigold’s home page, so keep checking back! 😉

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