The Witch and
the Apple Tree
NYC Midnight 2020 MicroFiction Competition, Round I
NYCMidnight is a series of creative writing challenges where participants are challenged to create short stories within certain prompts and time constraints. The "Microfiction Challenge" requires participants to create a story in under 250 words within 24 hours. All stories must be written with an assigned genre, an assigned word, and specific action; each is judged against their own group.
This MicroFiction placed 7th out of 45 in Round I, advancing me to Round II. To read my round II submission, click here. Feel free to leave comments below!
ASSIGNED GENRE: Fantasy/Fairy Tale
ASSIGNED WORD: Adapt
ASSIGNED ACTION: Littering
The Witch And the Apple Tree
Amy Marie Hypnarowski
Long ago, there stood a magnificent apple tree in the courtyard of a beautiful palace. For many years, the King watered and nurtured the tree, picking apples from his balcony and resting upon the roots in the shade of the tree. But when he died, his son, a drunken and selfish Prince, cared not for the tree. From his own balcony, the Prince threw the ash from his pipe; from his carriage, his half drunk bottles of wine. All the while, he ate the fruit of the tree, even as the glass cut its roots and the ash suffocated its leaves.
Soon, stripped of its precious fruits, the tree began to wither and die.
One day, a powerful witch came to the palace, selling her potions and wares. In his greed, the Prince took her wares, but sent the witch away penniless. As she left, the witch saw the apple tree, fruitless and bare, a product of the prince’s selfishness and neglect.
And so she put a spell upon the tree,
“Your leaves shall adapt to thrive from ash,
your roots from wasted wine,
But when he takes what he’s not earned,
Revenge it will be mine”.
Flourishing on ash and wine, the tree grew tall once more, producing beautiful fruits, of which the Prince greedily ate. However, after only one bite, the foolish Prince fell dead upon the roots of the cursed tree.
Thus the fruit of the poisoned tree was born of mankind’s neglect and greed.