SEA GLASS
Kanet had
ruled for sixteen years, but when he saw his cousin’s army approaching he fled
the island, leaving his daughter to be captured. Izobella cursed him
as she threw her crown at his departing sail, and the gods blew up a storm
which swamped the boat, sending Kanet to his death.
Izobella married the invading cousin.
Centuries
later Bella, playing on the beach, found a sea-glass jewel, its wave-tossed
surface dulled but still holding inner fire. She took it home and stuck it to a
cardboard crown.
“See, Mummy, I knew
I was a real princess!”
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The photograph which prompted my story was taken by Janet Webb and posted on Rochelle's blog https://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/ Follow the link from her blog to read other interpretations of the photo prompts that are posted each week. You can also read more of my stories by browsing my archives which are listed on the right.
I spent some of my childhood scouring Brighton beach for pieces of sea-glass among the pebbles, and to me they were always jewels.
