Aaah, Sunday at last. I've been looking forward to this.
Prompts, prompts prompts!
Why, here's the twelve word Wordle of the Sunday Whirl, twelve more words from the Whirligig, and one from Sunday Scribblings to boot.
Twenty-five words in all with which to craft a careful piece of writing...
Wordle: plant, way, thousand, thrive, birth, we, spent, break, delve, bounce, wake, tell
Whirligig: woodland, twilight, count, wheeling, lighter, lover, passion, wander, drift, edge, pool, find
While we wander this twilight way, lover
I’ll tell you a forbidding tale
Of a woodland held under a horrible spell
Into the origins of the enchantment we shall not delve
Lest we find ourselves beset by the self-same magick
Suffice it to say that terrible energies were at work
Now in this wood was a dark, fertile pool, where a wicked plant did thrive
With long, gnarled roots splayed over the rocks and a flower of great potency
After which a thousand men sought, for its nectar inspired wanton passion
So it was that one stormy eve, a nefarious Count into the wood did ride
His hawk wheeling above, his hounds running ahead, his second at his side
And he spent the night not far from the pool, biding on a lighter sky
Come morn the Count did wake, break camp and fiercely onward forge
Until he found the plant, the dark flower whose tendrils in the pool did drift
And with the care of a surgeon, did extract its fabled blood