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Eons ago, a time before the World Wars or the industrial revolution, before anyone knew of slave trade or Vikings, even before the birth of the great Roman Empire or Ancient Greece, there lived a woman who was the most beautiful being on Earth.

Her mesmerizing eyes flashed blue as the azure surface of the sea, and long locks flowed down her back as black as night. With rosy lips as red as bull’s blood, and light skin as clear as crystal, this lady was the apple of every man’s eye.


Being the queen at the time, her inimitable beauty was known to all - near and far, opulent and indigent - and each day, men came to her courts, presenting her with various gifts - old and new, rare and common - in the hopes of winning her heart. But try as they might, Queen Cleo was impossible to please, and each suitor left her presence with his ego in disrepute.


The infamous habit Cleo had of turning down even the best of men spread like wildfire from one mouth of a disgraced suitor to another. Not one person knew the gift to bring that would please this Queen who had everything.

Some blamed her callous behaviour on cruelty, claiming she was only satisfied in seeing men leave her presence in shame. Others said she was simply bidding her time and waiting for the right man to court her. However, the widely accepted theory then was that Queen Cleo simply lacked a heart, and could neither love a person nor feel loved.


This assumption was believed so strongly by the majority of the world, that the number of men visiting Cleo’s palace each day began to dwindle. Yet, there were some men who failed to accept such speculations, and still searched far and wide for the perfect gift to bestow upon this insatiable woman. It is on three of such men this story begins, and on one of them this story will end.


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Three men stood quietly by the great, bronze gates of the noble palace. From merely looking at them and their attire, one can easily read a thing or two about each man’s personality.


The first man, standing tall and proud, was finely dressed in purple linen, which screamed money. His brown beard was freshly trimmed, and his hair was neatly combed and parted to the side. His grey eyes held hostility in the way it examined the two men beside him, and his pompous self frowned at their cheaper clothing.


The middle man was dark and stout. He wore a bright orange robe with a matching orange turban on his bald head. His brown eyes were wide as they moved slowly from the ancient carvings engraved on the stone walls, to the coloured petals of the rare flowers surrounding them. In his awe, he muttered a few things about the palace's beauty, which showed he was fond of art.


The last man was slender, with long; black hair, and baby-blue eyes. His ragged clothing indicated poverty, but his oddly calm and resolute expression said he believed he and the two other men were on equal footing on the battle for the Queen’s heart.


Each man had a gift with him.


After seven minutes of patient waiting, which gave each man enough time to size up his opponents, a fine lady opened the palace gates. She was dressed in a silk, white gown that had a golden star pinned above her left breast to indicate she was a servant. Without the pin, anyone could have mistaken her for the Queen herself, because she was beautiful. Her waist-length, golden curls shone in the afternoon light, and her forest green eyes twinkled like stars. Her presence brought with her the scent of lavender and roses, and in her hands, she held three daffodil leis.


“Her Majesty is ready to meet with her guests.” the servant lady said as she adorned each man’s neck with the beautifully woven leis, and turned to lead them inside the palace.


Stunned into silence by the brusque manner in which she welcomed them, the men followed this damsel inside, the gates shutting behind them.

As they walked further into the depths of the palace, winding through many twists and turns, each man tried not to be intimidated by the eerie silence inside the palace walls. They might have found comfort in hearing the sounds of their footsteps, but those were masked by the plush, velvet carpets which covered every inch of the palace’s floors.


The wealthy man occupied himself with efforts of small talk with the servant lady, but her brief replies and disinterest in the conversation eventually dulled him to silence. The dark man busied himself with observing the paintings in the palace, while the slender man was indifferent, and kept walking with his hands in his pockets.


None of them spoke a word to each other.


After a while of walking, the servant lady came to a halt in front of an ivory double-door.


“We are at her Majesty’s reception chambers.” she began, looking each man in the eye. “One by one, you will present the Queen with your gift. If she is pleased with it, she will give you her hand in marriage. If not, you must immediately depart from her presence and never come back to the palace.”


The men nodded. They knew the whole procedure, and wanted as quickly as possible to claim the most beautiful woman in the world as theirs. Seeing they understood, the servant lady continued her monotonous speech.


“Now, one of you must come with me to stand before the Queen. Who will be the first?”


“I will.” the wealthy man said immediately. His proud look showed he was more than certain the queen would be his wife. “The key to a woman’s heart is jewellery, and I have exactly that with me.”


“Very well.” the servant girl replied. “Let’s see if your gift is enough to win her Majesty over.”

With that, the two walked into the Queen’s chambers, and the doors shut behind them.


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Cleo looked blandly at her first suitor that day. Sitting proudly on her majestic throne, her cold gaze eyed him wearily. The man was neat and finely dressed, but the overconfidence radiating out of him irked her.


She saw, as she always did when men met her, the way he reverenced her beauty, but that did nothing to warm her. She also saw, with pleasure, his sick look when he glanced at the grotesque, dark-red human organ in a gold cage beside her, and the paling of his face when his eyes landed on the huge, white-and-black albino tiger lying comfortably at her feet. No man would think that a woman as beautiful as her owned such ghastly possessions, and seeing the coward in him almost made her smile.


“Roger won’t bite you.” she stated calmly to the man. Not quite believing her, as most men did, his feet were still planted by the door. Heaving a huge sigh, she scratched behind her tiger’s ears long enough for anyone to hear the low purr he made. “See? He’s just like any other cat. Now, tell me why you’re here.”


Regaining his composure, the wealthy man flashed a smile he thought was attractive, and introduced himself. “I am Lord Philip Lukeman, and I am here with a gift I believe will earn me your hand in marriage.”


Then, unwrapping an object he’d been holding in his hand, he brought out a crown made out of gold so pure, it resembled transparent glass. Encrusted on the crown were twelve different gems, and they splashed the room with colour as light bounced off them. Decorating this crown, also, were small pearls and tiny, gleaming crystals, making this treasury a sight to behold.


“I have with me a crown crafted by the finest of goldsmiths, and decorated with twelve precious stones. The gems are jasper, sapphire, chalcedony, emerald, ruby, garnet, chrysolite, beryl, topaz, chrysoprase, jacinth, and amethyst. Very rare are these gems that there is no way your heart can reject this gift. On it also are the finest pearls and crystals to complement your perfect beauty, my Queen.”


Cleo was impressed. This crown was unlike anything she had seen, and she could not wait to see it on her fair head.

“It’s truly a work of beauty, Lord Philip.” she remarked.


“Only the most beautiful object for the most beautiful woman, my Queen.” he replied. “If you please, you can try out the crown to see just how wonderfully it adorns your lovely head.”


Cleo nodded, and the servant lady with golden curls took the splendid crown from Philip’s hand and presented it to the Queen. Two other female servants stood in front of Cleo, holding a tall; glass mirror for her to view her reflection. Eyes sparkling, she lifted the crown to her head, and after a while, a frown creased her forehead.

“Lord Philip, which measurements did your goldsmiths use for this crown?”


“Only the average size of a woman’s head did they use in sizing the crown. It was even placed on ten women’s heads before yours, to ensure it could fit you.”


“That’s surprising, Philip, because this crown appears to be too small on my head - it won’t fit at all. Maybe the females used to size this crown were girls, and not women.” her last sentence rose at the end, so it sounded more like a question than a statement.


Philip was caught off-guard. He was sure the crown could fit an average woman’s head. Why couldn’t it fit the Queen’s?

“No, your Majesty. That crown could fit any woman’s head - even your servants. Maybe your head is a tad big.”


A collective gasp from everyone in the room made Lord Philip realise too late that maybe what he said was the wrong reply. With flared nostrils, Cleo gave him a look that could scare the most savage beast.

“Get out!” she screamed at him. “How dare you spew insults from your mouth about the most beautiful head in the world. GET OUT!”


Running like a gazelle, Philip exited the room and left the palace. Maybe it was her tone of voice, or because Roger got up to a crouch in preparation to spring at him, that scared Philip. What he knew, however, was that he never wanted to visit there again.


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The two men standing outside the door heard the Queen’s bloodcurdling screams, and each were frightened to the roots when they saw the confident Philip running out of the doors, not once looking back.

None of them were prepared to face the wrath of the Queen behind the door when the servant lady came out to ask who would be the next to go in. However, the dark man volunteered.


“What most men don’t understand, is that the key to a woman’s heart is music. I have the right tunes to soothe her enraged nerves.” he said.

With that, he entered the chambers with the golden-haired servant, and the doors shut behind them.


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Cleo looked with disdain at the stout man, who was her next suitor. She was still reeling over Philip’s presence, but seeing this man avert his eyes when he looked at her, and give a strangled scream when he saw Roger prancing around the room, calmed her a little. She liked that he was scared.


“The cat doesn’t bite my guests.” she said curtly. “Why are you here?”


Fumbling with his turban, the man replied shakily, “I am Professor Yuros Blankwork, and I have with me the perfect gift for a woman like you.”


Yuros gave a shrill whistle, and in came a plain, grey bird from the open window, which landed beside the Queen on the gold cage that contained the grotesque organ. Scrunching up her nose in disgust - not at the organ, but at the bird - Cleo turned to Yuros in anger.


“Is it this wretched animal you present to me?” she spat.


“I know it’s visually unappealing, but I assure you this nightingale’s beauty isn’t in its looks. Listen.”


Cleo closed her eyes and opened her ears to the nightingale’s sweet, soft music. Yes, the nightingale’s song was really beautiful, its tender melody soothing and pleasurable.

“This is lovely music. I suddenly feel calm.”


“That’s the beauty of the nightingale. Though it's ugly, these rare birds play the prettiest music. It’s very hard to find one, my Queen, so you are really fortunate to have this as your gift.”


“I suppose I am.” Cleo replied softly, and everyone in the room was glad for the tunes the nightingale played, which were a change from the leaden silence that usually filled the palace’s atmosphere.

However, in the middle of a song, the nightingale was cut off as it made a piercing scream. Cleo quickly opened her eyes to see the mangled body of the grey bird in the mouth of her tiger.


“Roger!” she exclaimed. “Bad cat!”


“That beast killed my bird!” Yuros yelled. “I thought you said it doesn’t bite your guests.”


“A bird isn’t a guest, Yuros.” Cleo stated matter-of-factly. “Now, unless you have another nightingale, I doubt Roger and I will see you as one either.”


Mouth agape, Professor Yuros stared in shock at the Queen. “You’re crazy.” he breathed out.


“And you’ll soon be Roger’s dinner. Run now, before he remembers you’re here.”


Yuros still had a few things to say, but once he saw the bloody face of the tiger turn on him, he ran for his dear life. The last words he shouted before he left the palace were, “I hope no man steps foot in this damned place again!”


But Cleo’s laughter trailed after him in reply because truly, the Queen lacked a heart.


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The third man trembled by the door. He still had the poker-face he had when he first entered the palace, but his body spoke otherwise, and his heart was pounding. The adrenaline coursing through his veins made his palms sweaty, and he wiped them continuously on his ragged shorts.

The golden-haired servant soon came outside again, and on her face, he could read pity.


“Sir, you don’t have to do this.” she whispered. “No man ever succeeds in winning her heart.”


“That’s because no man had the key to her heart. But I do.” he replied.


The servant lady shook her head because she could not count how many times she had heard that statement from a man. Nonetheless, she led him into the Queen’s reception chambers. Sucking in all his courage, the man followed, and the doors shut behind them.


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Queen Cleo was still smiling as she scrutinised her last suitor for the day. His clothes were dingy, so she concluded he was poor. The poor men never brought things that interested her. However, he was more handsome than most with his raven black hair, solid jawline, and high cheekbones, that she did not immediately dismiss him.


She also didn’t fail to notice the indifference on his face when he looked at her, which was a first. He stopped a little at the sight of her tiger, who was licking his bloodied lips, but that was the only reaction that came out of him. Even looking at the dark red organ in the gold cage beside her didn’t spur any reactions. In fact, the sight made him smile a little, and his pleasure wiped the smirk off her face.


“It seems you already know Roger doesn’t bite my guests…” she drawled.


“Yes, my Queen. I also know he doesn’t bite humans at all, because his breed isn’t an aggressive one. If I’m correct, he’s a very friendly tiger, and he’d be more than happy if I petted him.” he replied.


Cleo scoffed at him. She had not met anyone who knew the secret of her tiger before. Who was this man?

“Why are you here?”


“My name is Rod Lewis, and I’m here because I have the key to your heart.” he replied. Before she could inquire further, he brought out a silver key from his pocket.


“What is that?” she asked, and Rod could detect a hint of fear in her voice. She was scared because the game she played with men for a long time was finally coming to an end.


“This, my Queen, is the key to your heart, which you have kept locked up in that gold cage for a while now.” he said. “If you please, give me permission to set your heart free.”


Cleo couldn't believe it. How did this man find the key?


“No. I won’t let you near my heart. It’s very fragile, and for this reason alone have I kept it secure in this cage, so it cannot know the pain of love.”


Giving her a stern look, Rod said, “My Queen, love is as beautiful as it is painful, and I’m here to put your heart where it belongs- in you.”

And he moved to the gold cage containing the human organ, inserted the key, turned it, and set the Queen’s heart free.


That day, when Cleo’s heart started to beat inside her, her cold eyes regained their warmth, and she began to see the world as clearly as an eagle. Feelings she hadn’t felt in a long while stirred within her, and tears spilled from her eyes as foreign emotions kept crashing inside her, giving her little room to breathe.


Rod stayed with her, wiping her tears and comforting her in his arms. He said it was human to feel, and everything would be okay soon. Queen Cleo didn’t think being human was beneficial, but she put her trust in Rod. Slowly but surely, she began to love and feel loved again, and that was all thanks to the man with the key to her heart.

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Pragya Rathore
04:29 Jun 05, 2020

This story was amazingly written and felt just like a fairy tale! It was brilliantly descriptive. Fantastic! (My only advice is, look out for the minor errors,example: It's your Majesty, not my Majesty.) Great work, keep it up!

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04:38 Jun 05, 2020

Thank you so much for reading this and leaving a feedback. I'll edit my work right away. Thanks, again.

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Pragya Rathore
04:41 Jun 05, 2020

It's the least I can do :)

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04:48 Jun 05, 2020

:D :D :D

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Grace M'mbone
18:07 Jun 27, 2020

Kelechi once again,your writing is amazing. I just love the flow. I love the rich use of words. I especially love the creativity. Amazing Kelechi.

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20:44 Jun 27, 2020

Thank you so much, Grace. I really appreciate your comments. I also try as much as possible to use good vocabulary in my work (I think it makes my stories seem like an older person wrote it) Thanks, again for this :)

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Veena Parmar
21:31 Jun 26, 2020

A fairytale style story. Men should read it before approaching a woman! Great storystory-telling. Well done!

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07:03 Jun 27, 2020

Thank you so much. I really appreciate you reading my stories :)

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Rozi Bhalesha
04:40 Jun 21, 2020

Hi, Kelechi. I'm new to reedsy.com. How do we find out who the winner is for Contest #44?

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12:08 Jun 21, 2020

Hey, Rozi. All you need to do is go to contest, and you'll see the contest along with the winner. I hope that's helpful. Also, welcome to the reedsy community :)

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Rozi Bhalesha
21:22 Jun 22, 2020

Thank you!!!

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03:15 Jun 23, 2020

You're welcome :)

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Rhondalise Mitza
03:50 Jun 12, 2020

This story blew up! I almost didn't want to comment because it had a perfect number (42) but I really liked your story. It was very beautifully written, actually, and all your stories seem to have the same feel but manage to be diverse in story and voice, which is super cool to me. :)

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03:54 Jun 12, 2020

Thank you so much. And there's no need to worry about the perfect number in the comment. Fortunately, mine will make it 44. I'm really glad you like my writing. It means so much to me because I'm quite new to this. I try to learn each time from the feedback people give me, so I really appreciate yours.

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Rozi Bhalesha
05:07 Jun 11, 2020

Beautiful story. I would love to know what would happen next.

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06:28 Jun 11, 2020

Thank you so much for this comment. So what happened next is that Queen Cleo marries Rod Lewis. I didn't have enough space to put that, because my work had reached the 3000 word limit.

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Abdulmalik Shitu
23:56 Jun 08, 2020

😌😌😌enjoyed it.....you deserve to win how old are you?

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00:36 Jun 09, 2020

Not sure if I deserve to win because there are lots of amazing stories out there that were submitted for this contest. But I'm really glad you liked it :D Also, I'll be sixteen next week :)

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A.j Blink
14:09 Jun 08, 2020

Explicitly beautiful storytelling. I really enjoyed it. It was a cool breath of fresh air

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22:26 Jun 08, 2020

Thank you so much for this lovely comment. I'm glad you liked my story :)

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A.j Blink
22:36 Jun 08, 2020

My pleasure...

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Asianzu Victoria
18:57 Jun 07, 2020

Wow, I won't lie, I was engulfed in the story. I loved the tone and your way of writing.And the ending felt pretty wonderful. I should learn from you. You know that feeling of falling freely downwards knowing that you are going to land on a soft bed full of roses. That's how I felt throughout, I wouldn't prefer any other version. Thank you

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23:09 Jun 07, 2020

Thank you so much, Victoria, for taking time out to read my sorry and commenting on it. I really appreciate it. Also, I should be the one learning from your stories... Yours is good, too.

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Asianzu Victoria
20:11 Jun 08, 2020

Thanks but yours really deserves the appreciation.

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22:34 Jun 06, 2020

This is quite a beauty Kelechi! I love the metaphors interwoven in this story as well. I especially love the line that says "It is on three of such men this story begins, and on one of them this story will end." If you don't mind me chipping a tip on writing a short story that works for me: plan. It may sound elementary-ish, but you would be amazed at the wonders it does. In one line, you can state the crux of each paragraph you want to write and develop your story from there. All in all, great job!

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23:21 Jun 06, 2020

Thank you so much for reading my story. And no, I don't mind you giving writing tips. They're really helpful. Thanks, again!

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15:32 Jun 05, 2020

I like the way you wrote this. It had been a long time since I had read a fairy tale like story. The description was vivid and I enjoyed reading every word. Good job! Keep writing! :)

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20:46 Jun 05, 2020

Thank you so much. I really appreciate you took time out to read this.

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Harken Void
13:37 Jun 05, 2020

Hey Kelechi! So I read your story and I loved it! It has that fable feel, like one of the timeless classics (by the way, I wrote a similar story not long ago 'The Most Beautiful Thing' and I think it's cool that you went with the fable concept also). The descriptions are very good, the characters distinct and the story runs smoothly. I would agree with both Anna and Emily on the points they made about the technical aspect and 'Show vs. Tell' rule, but I think that for this particular story that's okay. Fables do a lot of telling instead ...

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20:56 Jun 05, 2020

Harken, thanks so much for this heartfelt comment. I really appreciate it. Also, yes, I was running out of words. I had already done a great deal of editing, and there was just no space to write more on the third man. In fact, my story is exactly 3000 words (things were really tight). I'm also not comfortable with how it ended, but I can elaborate the story whenever I feel like rewriting this on my laptop. Also, I'll try to do a lot of showing, and not telling whenever I write again. The concept is quite new to me, so I'm trying to read ...

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Harken Void
22:20 Jun 05, 2020

You're welcome, Kelechi! Hehe, I too have a few stories that are exactly 3000 words, so I can sympathize there :) Must say, it's really flattering to think someone is learning from reading my stories. You can't imagine what an ego boost that is! Show vs Tell and Concrete vs Abstract are two very important concepts I learned from Sanderson (well, I've heard them from others, too, but Sanderson explained it in a way that was clear to me). There are full lectures on YouTube where he talks about these things (and a million others) what have h...

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22:39 Jun 05, 2020

Wow! Just what I need. Thanks so much for telling me about him. I'll check out his YouTube Videos. I really appreciate anything that can help me improve. And yes, I'm learning from your work. I think that's what this whole community is about - writing, reading, learning, and growing as an author.

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Harken Void
08:20 Jun 06, 2020

Cool! Let me know if it helped you :) And yes, this community is great, since there are writers helping out other writers with feedback. We're all learning here :)

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A. y. R
10:57 Jun 05, 2020

I really like the tone of this story! It really felt like one of those voices at the beginning of a film that explains the myth and legend of the world to set the scene of the plot, and you've captured that perfectly!

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20:56 Jun 05, 2020

Thank you so much for this comment. I'm glad you took time out to read my story, and you appreciated it. :D

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Sandeep T
09:24 Jun 05, 2020

It has such a lovely fairytale feel to it! Brilliantly written. If I had to say something, um.. "She was the flower in every man's garden" didn't sit well with me, And Im learning to incorporate variety in sentences, you should try that too, the sentences would be more engaging. just extra tips. Great job nonetheless. ✌

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21:00 Jun 05, 2020

Thank you for taking time out to read my story and comment on it. The flowers in every man's garden didn't also sit with me, but I'm still looking for something to replace it with. Should I change it to 'she was the apple of every man's eye?' I think that sounds better. Also, could you please explain more about variety in sentences? I would love to see what you meant there, and try to incorporate that in my writing, too. Thanks once again for the feedback. I really appreciate it.

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Sandeep T
04:03 Jun 06, 2020

That's better. Variety in a sentence is mostly about how to begin a sentence for one thing, if the sentences are starting with nouns and pronouns and verbs mostly, it might get boring.. So you'll have to keep a balance to use other parts of speech like adjectives and adverbs etc to start a sentence... Search in the internet as well for more detailed explanation. The sentence lengths should vary too from long to short instead of one format, they're not fixed rules.. Of course it depends on the theme u want to convey and how you'd pull these o...

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05:11 Jun 06, 2020

Thanks. You, too

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Anna k Firth
03:25 Jun 05, 2020

Hi, Kelechi! So like Emily said, there were some grammatical errors, but as to feedback on the writing and story itself, I would say you could omit a lot of telling. For example, when you describe the men, you explain what their looks mean, but the reader can see their personalities for themself from your descriptions without commentary. That goes for other parts of the story, that example being the most obvious. Writing teachers harp on 'Show vs. Tell' a lot, but for good reason. :) Although I understand that maybe you did it on purpose, to...

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03:36 Jun 05, 2020

I understand what you mean, and yes, it's really helpful. Please could you highlight some things for me, and give me suggestions on how to improve on then and restructure them? I'm a little bit new to writing, so lots of examples would help me develop. And also the grammatical errors. If you can point out a few, I'd really appreciate that. It's easier for someone else to notice them than for me, the writer, to do so. Thanks so much for this feedback and constructive criticism. Comments like these are really invaluable, and I appreciate t...

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Blane Britt
13:26 Jun 04, 2020

Cleo was very selected. Very Good story.

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02:17 Jun 05, 2020

Thank you so much. I'm really glad you took time out to read my story- I really appreciate it.

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D. Holmes
03:18 Jun 14, 2020

Wow, you use a beautiful tone to narrate, perfect for fairy tales and the like! And I loved the ending, how he had the literal key to her heart. A few typos, e.g. "bidding her time" vs "biding her time" and "treasury" vs "treasure," but we all make those. There were some sentences I thought weren't as necessary, e.g. "From merely looking at them and their attire, one can easily read a thing or two about each man’s personality" and "which showed he was fond of art," since you already do such a great job of giving the reader details to judge f...

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03:30 Jun 14, 2020

Thank you so much for this! I really appreciate that you took time out to read my story. It means a lot to me. Also, thanks for the corrections. I'll try not to make those mistakes next time I'm writing. And for the parts that weren't necessary, I understand that now. The feedback I got from authors on this story enlightened me on the 'Show vs Tell' rule. I'm trying to inculcate that. Thanks once again for reading my story :D

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D. Holmes
03:55 Jun 14, 2020

Of course! I myself have trouble with "showing vs telling" - depending on how I feel while writing, it's either the most annoying or most helpful guideline, haha. But I didn't see any unnecessary "telling" in "B.L.E.A.C.H." so you're already mastering it!

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04:18 Jun 14, 2020

Phew! I'm glad there wasn't any unnecessary telling in 'B.L.E.A.C.H'. I was a little doubtful and thought I told a lot in the first parts of the story...

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Pavia Dima
01:53 Jun 14, 2020

I thought it was somehow going to parallel reality but it's even better! I still wonder where he got that key, but I admit I was so blind I didn't realize it was her heart inside that cage. I absolutely adored the descriptions especially her interaction with each man and how they, in all their cockiness, was put to shame. Absolutely brilliant!

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02:45 Jun 14, 2020

Thank you so much for this comment. Also, I didn't have enough space to write where he got the key, because I'd already reached the word limit. My friends that read it also wanted more from the story's ending, which I'm sorry I couldn't give. However, the boy's father or grandfather - one of them - built the cage for the Queen's heart. The Queen instructed him to throw it away where she couldn't find it, but the man kept it because he felt she would need her heart one day. So the key was passed down from father to son, and Rod Lewis, i...

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Pavia Dima
06:11 Jun 24, 2020

Wow you really put a lot of work into your stories. It's all detailed so well; that really made sense for him to have the key now and be the one to free her heart. P.S. Sorry I read this just now haha. I should really check my notifications more often. Again, brilliant piece! You're a really good writer :)

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12:57 Jun 24, 2020

No problem about the notification thing. I understand you're busy. And thanks for your praise. I really need it because I just started writing again on reedsyprompts.

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Inactive User
16:31 Jun 11, 2020

I love your story! I have a new story! Please check it out!

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03:11 Jun 12, 2020

I'll check it out now :)

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Shirley Medhurst
15:25 Jun 09, 2020

What a lovely refreshing fairy tale! Well done - I’d say you have a great writing future ahead of you

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15:58 Jun 09, 2020

Thank you so much for this. I'm really touched by your lovely comment. I pray my writing future is great.

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