Wallisimo | Lavender: A Girl In The Wild // Chocolate Short Stories #1 @Wallisimo | Uploaded January 2021 | Updated October 2024, 12 hours ago.
I am writing a short story for every chocolate bar in the Fortnum & Mason chocolate library. If you want to see me fall into insanity as I try to do this over the next five months, then keep watching! This week's short story is based off the Milk Chocolate Infused with Lavender bar, which I have linked below if you find yourself curious (non UK viewers beware. The shipping costs are brutal)
fortnumandmason.com/milk-chocolate-lavender-bar-75g
Follow me on instagram if you have nothing better to do!
@wallisimo_writes
Below is my short story for this week: It is structured to sound like a children's book, with each new line meant to represent a turn of a page. Maybe one day I will commission an artist to do little illustrations for this. I think that would be too sweet! Enjoy!
~Wallisimo
LAVENDER: A GIRL IN THE WILD
In a wisteria covered cottage twenty feet from the sea, a little girl named Lavender lived with her mother.
Lavender loved to walk down to the rocky beach where she could wave to passing ships and watch dolphin pods swim.
She loved to sprint up the hill behind the cottage and peer into the forest of twisting trees and giant ferns. Every once in while she thought she saw something peering back out at her.
Lavender always told her mother about the things she saw. About the ships she waved to, the dolphins she watched, and the eyes in the trees.
Lavender loved her mother, their cottage, and peaceful days.
But today would not be a peaceful day.
Because her cousins Henrietta and Genevieve were coming to stay.
The twins would pull on Lavender’s hair, call her names, and never invite her to play tag.
They would ruin everything. So Lavender was going to run away.
In a little rucksack she packed three lemon scones, a glass jar of marmalade, and some leftover cucumber sandwiches.
Then she hurried up the hill behind her cottage and walked into the ferny forest.
The trees grew so thick they blocked out the whole sky.
In the twilight darkness, Lavender saw golden eyes peering out of the ferns.
“I’m not afraid of you, spirits!” she said bravely, even though she was a little afraid.
The eyes all blinked and the forest shook with happy laughter.
Four panthers made of shadows and stars emerged from the foliage.
“Why have you come here?” Asked the queen of the shadowcats.
“For peace and quiet.” Lavender said. The forest laughed again.
The shadowcats walked Lavender deeper into the trees until they came to a river made of sunlight.
From the river the queen pulled out a silvery stone and gave it to Lavender.
When she held it, the whole world went silent. She thought it was the most extraordinary thing.
Lavender shared her scones, marmalade, and cucumber sandwiches with the shadowcats.
Then her new companions took naps beneath the forest canopy while Lavender explored the riverbank.
As she wandered, she wondered what her mother and cousins were doing. If they had noticed she was gone.
She wanted to ask the shadowcat queen to make her a crown of daisy’s like the one Henrietta had made for her last summer.
But the queen was snoring softly in the meadow grass.
For hours, the shadowcats slept and Lavender grew ever impatient.
There was no one to tell about the rainbow colored frog she had found under a lily pad. There was no one to answer her questions about the puffy weeds growing along the bank that tasted like fairy floss. And there was no one to make her a flower crown.
Lavender quietly left the sleeping shadowcats, taking the silver stone with her.
She walked through the silent twilight forest until she came to the very edge. She placed the stone at her feet, to hear the world again for just a moment.
She could see the cottage covered in wisteria and the glittering sea beyond it. Distant crashing waves and squawking seagulls.
She watched from the ferns as her two cousins ran up the hill and rolled down to the bottom, laughing endlessly. Over and over and over again.
Their game looked like great fun!
Forgetting the silver stone among the ferns, she ran to join them.
END.
I am writing a short story for every chocolate bar in the Fortnum & Mason chocolate library. If you want to see me fall into insanity as I try to do this over the next five months, then keep watching! This week's short story is based off the Milk Chocolate Infused with Lavender bar, which I have linked below if you find yourself curious (non UK viewers beware. The shipping costs are brutal)
fortnumandmason.com/milk-chocolate-lavender-bar-75g
Follow me on instagram if you have nothing better to do!
@wallisimo_writes
Below is my short story for this week: It is structured to sound like a children's book, with each new line meant to represent a turn of a page. Maybe one day I will commission an artist to do little illustrations for this. I think that would be too sweet! Enjoy!
~Wallisimo
LAVENDER: A GIRL IN THE WILD
In a wisteria covered cottage twenty feet from the sea, a little girl named Lavender lived with her mother.
Lavender loved to walk down to the rocky beach where she could wave to passing ships and watch dolphin pods swim.
She loved to sprint up the hill behind the cottage and peer into the forest of twisting trees and giant ferns. Every once in while she thought she saw something peering back out at her.
Lavender always told her mother about the things she saw. About the ships she waved to, the dolphins she watched, and the eyes in the trees.
Lavender loved her mother, their cottage, and peaceful days.
But today would not be a peaceful day.
Because her cousins Henrietta and Genevieve were coming to stay.
The twins would pull on Lavender’s hair, call her names, and never invite her to play tag.
They would ruin everything. So Lavender was going to run away.
In a little rucksack she packed three lemon scones, a glass jar of marmalade, and some leftover cucumber sandwiches.
Then she hurried up the hill behind her cottage and walked into the ferny forest.
The trees grew so thick they blocked out the whole sky.
In the twilight darkness, Lavender saw golden eyes peering out of the ferns.
“I’m not afraid of you, spirits!” she said bravely, even though she was a little afraid.
The eyes all blinked and the forest shook with happy laughter.
Four panthers made of shadows and stars emerged from the foliage.
“Why have you come here?” Asked the queen of the shadowcats.
“For peace and quiet.” Lavender said. The forest laughed again.
The shadowcats walked Lavender deeper into the trees until they came to a river made of sunlight.
From the river the queen pulled out a silvery stone and gave it to Lavender.
When she held it, the whole world went silent. She thought it was the most extraordinary thing.
Lavender shared her scones, marmalade, and cucumber sandwiches with the shadowcats.
Then her new companions took naps beneath the forest canopy while Lavender explored the riverbank.
As she wandered, she wondered what her mother and cousins were doing. If they had noticed she was gone.
She wanted to ask the shadowcat queen to make her a crown of daisy’s like the one Henrietta had made for her last summer.
But the queen was snoring softly in the meadow grass.
For hours, the shadowcats slept and Lavender grew ever impatient.
There was no one to tell about the rainbow colored frog she had found under a lily pad. There was no one to answer her questions about the puffy weeds growing along the bank that tasted like fairy floss. And there was no one to make her a flower crown.
Lavender quietly left the sleeping shadowcats, taking the silver stone with her.
She walked through the silent twilight forest until she came to the very edge. She placed the stone at her feet, to hear the world again for just a moment.
She could see the cottage covered in wisteria and the glittering sea beyond it. Distant crashing waves and squawking seagulls.
She watched from the ferns as her two cousins ran up the hill and rolled down to the bottom, laughing endlessly. Over and over and over again.
Their game looked like great fun!
Forgetting the silver stone among the ferns, she ran to join them.
END.
