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Twelfth Night Drabble

Written in a hurry. Mildly grisly. My take on the Robin of Loxley Resurrection story. *g*

The Sheriff's Twelfth Night Nightmare

On the Twelfth Night of Christmas Gisburne sent to the Sheriff: Robin Hood's head on a platter. The green eyes stared; the long dark locks were matted with blood.

"Don't shake your gory locks at me!” cried the Sheriff.

“Murder! Murder!”  The head shouted.

The Sheriff tossed a cloth over it.

The muffled head shouted louder. “Murder! Murder!”

The Sheriff threw the head on its platter skimming all the way to Sherwood, where it was caught by Robin Hood’s headless body. The hands fitted the head seamlessly back on the severed neck.

Robin Hood waved and grinned at the Sheriff.

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rusty_armour
Jan. 6th, 2010 03:59 am (UTC)
This is certainly a unique Loxley resurrection story! It works well as a parody, but it also has a kind of mythic quality to it. In fact, it reminds me a bit of Sir Gawain and the Green Knight.
avictoriangirl
Jan. 6th, 2010 11:17 pm (UTC)
EEEP. O_o Very creepy.
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