Louise Lord of the ringlets and the goblet of Cranberry….
Part 1
The quest begins.
All rights reserved. All names in this story are dedicated to and property of L.H. Langton. Lord of the references are mild yet infrequent and belong to JRR Tolkein. 'The goblet' of reference is property of JK Rowling…
Louise stared at the goblet with a glint of passion in her eyes. She had been reading about ancient artifacts for her philosophy project for two hours and was just coming to the end of the heavy leather book when she stumbled upon the legend of the goblet of cranberry;
She read aloud, "The goblet of cranberry is a most ancient legend from the times of wizards and sourcery. It is made of the purest gold, encrusted with the clearest and most valuable gems. Many men have tried to find the goblet but non have succeeded, most becoming to old to continue of there tireless quest, some being killed by a mysterious illness which folk law describes as the cranberry sweats. The goblet is said to hold a never ending supply of the sweetest cranberry juice, harvested from the fruits of the magical hoom hoom bush on mount abooboo in a land far far away. Who ever shall possess this goblet will become immortal as long as they drink only the cranberry and have the strength of a thousand men."
Louise let out a huge sigh and whispered under her breath solomly,
"God damn it, if only I had a frickin goblet like that!"
And she slammed the old crusty book shut and grunted,
"All those frickin wimps couldn't find that goblet, gees I am lord of the ringlets and it is therefor my new quest to find that delicious delights of that sweet, sweet cranberry cup. First thing tomorrow ima gonna go to Bogwarts and enlist the help of Professor Bumble Bottom."
Her quest had begun…