Word spread fast and soon many princesses and maidens came to try for Mishka's hand. But none seemed to please him in almost any way. Time passed and life went on. Due to one dissapointment after another, Prince Mishka decided to go on a hunt. With his bow behind his back he galloped far away. Days passed and with no prey in sight he finally fell asleep in a beautiful meadow. While he slept a beautiful maiden came to him in a dream. "Find me, my knight. I am close", she said.
He awakened from his sleep and began to ponder about his dream. "What does it mean?", he wondered. But finding no answer he decided to let it go. He trotted through the forest some more and came to a little shack. He knocked on the door and a woman opened it up. "Come in and stay as long as you like", she said.
Mishka walked in and sat down at the kitchen table and sat there mesmorized for in front of him was a woman of incredible beauty. Apparently the woman's daughter.
Mishka was struck, but for some reason he said to himself "this can't be the princess that came to me in my dream." Just at that moment, she stood up and proclaimed, "I am Sasha and I am the one who came to you in your dream you ignorant fool." No one had said anything like that to the Prince before and he didn't know how to answer. So he stood up and brought Sasha close to him and gave her a passionate kiss. And from that day forward, they lived happily ever after.
6 comments:
you sad bastard! what a story, though. coming from a writer, you're truly a genius.
now guess who is going to be haunting your weblog from now on? YOURS TRULY!! just sit back and enjoy the comments cause they're acoming if you like it or not. he he he. you know there's nothing but love in these words.
Mishachka...moi dorogoy bratik.
Sashachka...maybe a future Petrov. We'll see if you can handle carrying a name like that.
I like the story so far, too bad you left the part about battling monsters to get to your princess out. LOL
You will be dearly missed on this voyage you are about to embark on, but dont worry Chris has taken your place at Mom's dining table and maybe hungry Sofka can finally have a piece of meat. Poor Dog.
Have fun and don't take any candy from strangers. Muah your precious little sister aka Yoolka
What can be said about a man who already knows he is the steward of his own ship? He is but a pillar of courage, flanked by love and beauty to guide him! If this blog be one of truth, proclaim to all who visit the wonders that ye find, for us poor souls who must toil daily but wish to sojourn with you on your travels. All the best!
good luck in south america, I hope you do live happily ever after...
Jim Murphy
Prince Mishka,
I wish you bon voyage as you sail on you adventure with your fair but stern fair maiden. I'm hooked on your blog, so you better keep this junkie happy and keep them stories coming. All the best guys--have fun and be safe. Tseluu, Queen Lena, Esq.
have agreat time exploying and keep your sense of humor M&M
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