The child sails in a crowded boat to the end of the Zyder Zee. Past the foreshores of shipyards and warehouses, past new stone houses and the occasional steeple, on this day of dull weather, persistent drizzle and sneaking cold. There are many layers to this child: undergarments, middle garments
and top garments.
these many layers suggest that the child is used to cold concisions or suggests the location. setting the scene.
Mayken has a father she’s never met. Her father is a
merchant who lives in a distant land where the midday sun
is fierce enough to melt a Dutch child.
Her father has a marble mansion, so she’s told. He has a
legion of servants and stacks of gold dishes. He has chestnut
stallions and dapple mares. Red and white roses grow around
his doorway, they twine together, blood and snow mixed. By
day the roses raise their faces to the sun. By night they empty
their scent into the air. Cut them and they’ll live only an
hour. Their thorns are vicious and will take out an eye.
Mayken’s father left just before she was born. that story plot suggests a great story and adventure awaiting her.
and top garments.
these many layers suggest that the child is used to cold concisions or suggests the location. setting the scene.
Mayken has a father she’s never met. Her father is a
merchant who lives in a distant land where the midday sun
is fierce enough to melt a Dutch child.
Her father has a marble mansion, so she’s told. He has a
legion of servants and stacks of gold dishes. He has chestnut
stallions and dapple mares. Red and white roses grow around
his doorway, they twine together, blood and snow mixed. By
day the roses raise their faces to the sun. By night they empty
their scent into the air. Cut them and they’ll live only an
hour. Their thorns are vicious and will take out an eye.
Mayken’s father left just before she was born. that story plot suggests a great story and adventure awaiting her.