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by literati 

Posted: 11 November 2004
Word Count: 482
Summary: Another competition entry!

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Long, long ago, there was a young boy called Purity. He lived on a small farm with his mother, who named him Elvis. They were very poor. One day his mother said to him, “Elvis, your voice is worth fields and fields of gold. Take it too market, and see who will buy it.” Elvis sang so much, and with such beauty, his voice turned into a living-breathing being. Along the road they travelled. Soon, they came across a man termed Manager. “Give me your creature, and in return here are three magic beans. They are for Health, Wealth, and Happiness,” he said. Elvis was so happy.

He gyrated back along the pathway to his mother, shouting deliriously, “look mother, see what I have gotten for my voice.” His mother was so cross, fearing that he had been cheated greatly. She threw the magic beans from the farmhouse window. Elvis sang softly to himself. He was sad that he had upset his mother, so much.

During the night he dreamed of singing, and music, and clothes, and people, and money, and dancing. He tossed and turned with every vision.

The next day he stared dreamily through his bedroom window, wondering why the day was dark and dreary. Such a sight met his eyes. There in front of him was the beanstalk of Fame. His mother was still sleeping soundly. He climbed bravely, and surely, right to the very top of the beanstalk of Fame. It was so high; it was hidden in heavenly clouds. But it did not take Elvis to long.

Soon he reached the top, and gazed upon a beautiful castle made of gold. It was called Graceland. All around him were trees waving, birds singing, and the sun shone, very brightly. Everything was gigantic, larger than life itself.

He pushed open the huge door and soon, Elvis could hear thunderous sounds. Suddenly, he saw an enormous man known as Over Indulgence. Elvis trembled as he hid. Over Indulgence ate his plentiful meal, and counted his piles and piles of money. Then he spied a golden cockerel, labelled Salvation, who sang with HIS voice. Elvis was stunned! Whilst the giant was asleep, he grabbed Salvation and ran back to the top of the beanstalk. He thought to take it back to his mother, and they would be rich for evermore. Unexpectedly, Over Indulgence awoke, and stamped after them. Elvis dropped Salvation in terror, and the giant scooped it up quickly. Over Indulgence held Salvation up high, then dropped him carelessly, to the ground. Elvis skidded down the beanstalk of Fame, back to his roots, down to the earth. The beanstalk crumbled, into a thousand pieces, and Over Indulgence remained in his heavenly castle for eternity. Or so it seemed…In later years, numerous people have seen Over Indulgence on different parts of the planet Earth. And many, people, see Purity, everywhere.

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roovacrag at 21:54 on 12 November 2004  Report this post
Literati, great piece here. Elvis was the king and still is.

You worded it perfect. Brought a lump to my throat reading it.

Well done.


literati at 12:16 on 13 November 2004  Report this post
Thanks Alice, your comments are most welcome. Tell me why it bought a lump to your throat. Angela

anisoara at 21:09 on 13 November 2004  Report this post

This is very creative, and a most enjoyable read!

You'll need to clean it up a little before you submit it as I noticed a few typos and misplaced commas.


literati at 18:26 on 14 November 2004  Report this post
Hey Ani, thank you for kind comments. I like it just the way it is! By the way, my name is literati! Ange

Account Closed at 18:54 on 14 November 2004  Report this post
Very clever. I enjoyed all the names and, of course, the excellent link-in. Good luck with the comp

anisoara at 18:59 on 14 November 2004  Report this post
Literati - I apologise for misspelling your name.

You say you like it just the way it is, but do you really want to leave it as "Take it too market" ??? There are a number of similar typos.


literati at 19:04 on 14 November 2004  Report this post
Maybe you could point them all out honey, and I could pay you for editing the piece. If you can see something I cannot, please do Ani! Ange

anisoara at 19:23 on 14 November 2004  Report this post
I do not think I will waste my time, as you are clearly only seeking praise and not constructive critique.

Dee at 19:54 on 14 November 2004  Report this post
Good for you, Ani.

Literati – you clearly haven’t grasped the spirit of WW. A quick look at your profile shows that you have received 47 comments but posted only 13 – all but four of which were on your own work.

If you’re not prepared to accept constructive criticism you should say so in the intro.

Incidentally, I’ve spotted at least 6 typos in this piece.


literati at 19:56 on 14 November 2004  Report this post
of course! that is exactly right. i am seeking praise, and constructive criticism. thank you for your comments so far though. ange

literati at 19:57 on 14 November 2004  Report this post
Thanks Elspeth, I had great fun writing this. Ange

literati at 20:02 on 14 November 2004  Report this post

Dee at 20:11 on 14 November 2004  Report this post
Which confirms my point.

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