Ellen Stedfeld
Bio
Perpetually immersed in drawing, illustration, and creative experiments, at live events and @EllesaurArts.com
Community arts in NYC/Queens -- LIC Arts Open festival May 15-19th 2024
Love participating in challenges to motivate new work!
Achievements (1)
Stories (43/0)
Jail-Break Rapunzel
His sword was the first thing I noticed when he arrived. People might assume I mean that euphemistically, considering the kind of relationship we're rumored to have had, and how he was - at that moment - covertly climbing through my bedroom window. Can't say I didn't sneak a look at both. But when you've been living in a cushily padded room your whole life, with hair so long that everyone else uses it as their mode of transportation, or at least if you're me, you've been searching for escape from every angle. Day in and day out, to no avail. That witch who calls herself my mother is awwwfully careful about not leaving sharp objects unattended. So then all of a sudden, unless that scabbard's just for decoration (and it very well could be, considered how fancily dressed the dunce is) this pointy stick at his waist just might be my ticket out of here.
By Ellen Stedfeld9 months ago in Fiction
Midnight Magic
Every night at midnight, the purple clouds came out to dance with the blushing sky. That was the time when barriers were thinnest between the solid and spirit realms, between past, present, and future scenes. You could hear voices sometimes, of those who had passed on. Feel the warm embrace of a love from long ago. And places, if you wanted to travel between spaces, whisked amongst worlds and amidst existances, that was the ideal opportunity... though there was no guarantee you'd return wholly yourself or roost in quite the same nest as where you'd left.
By Ellen Stedfeldabout a year ago in Fiction