The coven had hurriedly convened, as the rumour throughout the land was that the mendicants were on the move. The last thing the coven needed was any interference from those meddlesome friars who had taken it upon themselves in past times to disrupt the coven purge it from the land and in doing so drive them from their homeland.
It had come to a head with the discovery of the river nymph, a knot of musk tied around her neck, her body normally an alabaster shade was now the shocking orange red of tangerine, and so unceremoniously dumped in the thicket at the town gates.
The entire village was nervous, as they should be for when the friars took it upon themselves to move, it didn’t surprise anyone to discover Mistress Case, the village herbalist, her throat slashed leaving a gaping wound for all to see the ferocity of their attack. It was meant to strike fear and it did.
Was it any wonder then that night that the coven’s usual enthusiastic chanting was somewhat discordant as the members stole furtive glances over the shoulders the entire evening?
The last thing the coven needed was a albatross slung around their necks as they went about their witchy business, for that is what the mendicants would do, parade them as omens of ill fortune, discrediting them in the eyes of the village who up until now had been in support of them.
All that was possible of course, should the coven not act first.
Written for: http://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2014/04/21/wordle-5/
Morpethroad 
Ooooh I love what you’ve done here Michael I am said to see this one end
Well you’d maybe have to give me more words I was starting to double up as it was. Good prompt this week, I enjoyed this one, thanks, you did well.
You can go on as long as you like even if you’ve used all the words already
Thanks Yves but I like to leave you wondering..lol
I have no doubt haha
You have wordled well and I do enjoy covens and witches and things that go slash.
Thanks Jenny, lovely to know you can connect so well.
It’s the grim in me
The albatross should be the symbol of these wretched monks…they are the omen of ill fate trying to bring fear and death to a peaceful community, the wanton killing of the mystical albatross was what brought on ill fortune to the Ancient Mariner. Lovely story Micheal…I’d lke to see this one continue it’s got great potential.
Thank you Georgia, one never knows but I appreciate your comment and encouragement.
hope you’ll think about it…
Now there is a story! I love witches and their witchy ways. What a great way you have used the wordle words Michael. Well done!
Thank you Jackie thought you might appreciate the witchy angle.
Great take on the prompt! :
Thank you RoSy I have several role models for basing my witches on.
LOL 😉
Wow! You did this so well! What a fun kind of challenge! 😀
Yes it was and is Linda, every Monday my time, MLM puts up a new wordle and it’s a fun challenge to try.