Ragtag Daily Prompt: Gelid

When Queen Pirouette smiled, the effect was like a warm summer breeze scented with honeysuckle caressing your cheek. On the other hand, when she frowned, it was like a gelid wind blowing down from the Arctic, leaving recipients shivering in its wake. Unfortunately for the delegation standing before her throne, she was angry and not trying to hide it. She wasn’t just frowning. She was scowling.

“How dare you approach me with hat in hand after what you did!” She growled through gritted teeth.

Published by Russell Smith

I was born at the American Hospital in Neuilly-sur-Seine, France. I find inspiration in the lives of so many people from Joan of Arc to Oscar Wilde. While my primary avocation is photography, I also enjoy philosophy, theology and most of all, history. My beloved wife, Robin Anne Smith, who passed away in 2013 is an inspiration to me. My beloved partner, Dana is also a great support and inspiration to me. I'd be remiss if I did not mention my cats: Maxwell, Nigel, Pirouette and GarGar.

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