"Brown Eyes" and "Big Crowd" ~ a five-minute #freewrite

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John stared at Daniella, unable to comprehend the gossip she had just whispered. She stood before him, green eyes agleam, her rosy cheeks as flushed as an embarrassed child, but she was not embarrassed, oh no, she was filled to the brim with eager tidings.

"He had brown eyes?" John repeated, his own very green eyes widening as Daniella nodded. "Impossible! I've never heard of anyone's eyes being such a colour."

"Aye, John." Daniella's head nodded so quickly it almost flew off. "As brown as the dirt, I swear it upon my gnomeling himself."

John scuffed the toe of his boot into the grass and turned over a lump of sod, showcasing the dirt the grass grew within, then stared hard at it. Daniella wouldn't dare swear upon her gnomeling unless what she said was true. After some time, he shook his head.

"I can scarcely imagine. Brown..."

"Would you like to meet him? To see for yourself?"

John stumbled back and caught himself before he tumbled right over.

"The man is still in town?"

"Of course. For a whole week he said. Oh you should've seen Jerome's face when he saw 'im."

Jerome was the local innkeeper and Daniella was his trusty barmaid... or, if you will, gossip-mongerer. Dependent on time and day and relevant company, of course.

"Get us some mead ready, love. Think I'll need the whole pitcher if what you say is true."

"Upon my gnomeling, John. Oh!" Daniella clapped her hands together and grinned. "Maybe he's a descendant from the old clans. They were rumoured to have brown eyes, you know. It allowed them to transform into other creatures."

"Now you're just speakin' nonsense."

Daniella giggled and stepped out from behind the building, then nearly tripped over herself as she stopped.

"John!"

"What now -- more nonsense?"

John followed, and then stopped as he saw it too. The street was beyond crowded with people. How had they not noticed the din in the air? Both men and women alike shouted, chanted, pushed themselves into one another as they tried to get to the front. He had never seen anything quite like it.

"Gossip travels, I see."

"This wasn't my doing!" Daniella's hand flew to her mouth as she scanned the crowd. "I don't recognise any of these people. They must be from out of town."

"Gossip travels fast then, I see."

Daniella shot him a glare, grabbed his wrist, and dragged him through a side-door into the tavern.

"Daniella!" Jerome's strained voice echoed through to them from the front and they raced over to him. He held back the doors, his fat limbs trembling against the weight of a thousand people trying to push into the establishment. "I can't hold them much longer!"

A giant heave near pushed him to the floor but he managed to stay upright, his flesh quivering in hypnotic waves as it battled with gravity.

"What do they want!?" He shrieked, his shrill voice becoming ever shriller.

"Probably me," stated a calm yet amused voice behind them.

 

 

Hullooooo! It's Day 1543 of @mariannewest's five-minute #freewrite challenge. The prompt for today is ~ big crowd ~ but this writing started with yesterday's prompt which was ~ brown eyes.

You can find today's challenge -- AND JOIN IN!!!!!! 😃 -- by going to @mariannewest's profile and looking for the latest prompt. There are many other prompts there too if you don't want to do the latest one.

It's easy peasy. Choose a prompt, set a timer for 5-minutes, and write, write, write whatever you can! You can edit it, enlargen it, make it a full-sized story if you want. Perhaps a poem. Fiction. Reality. Perhaps a snippet of your own life. Share it in its mind-flowy nonsensical glory. It doesn't matter! All is accepted! Mine was scrabbled together in 5 minutes, then expanded upon over another 20. Anything goes.

Thank you for stopping by and having a read. 😊❤️

 

Until next time! 📚