Six Sentence Sunday: Palakainen

A simple concept: six sentences to win you over. Here's mine, from "Palakainen," one of the stories from Unikirja. As a special treat, you can read the entire story at Mythic Journeys. See the rest of the titbits at Six Sentence Sunday. And think about buying the ebook version of Unikirja. Kiitos.





 Swanlike she was born, swanlike did she grow, with white hands and a
graceful neck and eyes that looked unblinking at you. The servants, who
all grumbled day and night about their work, would give her the best of
the cream, the finest weaving, the sweetest olut brewed for her. Her
brothers and sisters too, who should be jealous of the attention our
little star received, instead protected her, coddled her. Her sisters
did the mending rather than let her prick her fingers. Her brothers
gathered kindling, which should be her job, carried hay to the cows in
winter, rather than let her chap her hands. Swanlike they stayed,
white.







Palakainen she was named, our little tidbit, our little treat...