Friday Fictioneers – Fairies are Real!

Every week, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (thank you, Rochelle!) hosts a flash fiction challenge, to write a complete story, based on a photoprompt, with a beginning, middle and end, in 100 words or less. Post it on your blog, and include the Photoprompt and Inlinkz on your page. Link your story URL. Then the fun starts as you read other peoples’ stories and comment on them!

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PHOTO PROMPT © Ceayr

Fairies are Real!

Cosy in parka and new boots like Mummy’s, Gemma snuggled against Daddy on the bench.

The moon-filled droplets of the fountain hung in the air like pearls on a necklace. The church clock solemnly chimed ten. A breeze shivered the leaves, and ruffled the water. It smelled earthy, moist, full of presence.

Gemma stared into the shadows.

Suddenly, she tensed. Her gaze moved between the dark trees and the sparkling fountain. She clasped her hands and laughed with delight.

Daddy sat quiet until Gemma turned to him.

“Did you see anything, Honey?”

Gemma nodded enthusiastically.

“They were beautiful, Daddy!”

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59 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – Fairies are Real!

    • Dear Randy
      Thank you for reading and commenting so kindly. I’m glad you liked “The moon-filled droplets of the fountain hung in the air like pearls on a necklace.”
      With very best wishes
      Penny

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    • Dear CE
      Thank you for reading and commenting. I must respectfully disagree with you; the only people who can genuinely see fairies are girls below the age of about 8. You have to be able to believe unicorns are real, you see.
      With very best
      Oh my goodness, was that a fairy on a motorbike???
      With very best wishes
      Penny

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    • Dear D
      Thank you for reading and for your very perceptive comments. You’ve read right to the heart of my story. It’s all about that wonderful shared experience. How privileged we are as parents when we can share times like that with our kids!
      With very best wishes
      Penny

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  1. Oh, I really want to see them too now! I remember seeing the Cottingley Fairies photographs and being so in love with them, so wanting them to be real. And being so disappointed years later when it was clear they weren’t! Though I imagine real faeries are more like the ones in the old tales – best to be cautious of them! Beautifully told, Penny

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    • Dear Lynn
      Thank you for reading and for such a lovely comment. We all reach out for things beyond this world, don’t we? We see that perfection lies beyond us, and seek that perfection in our imaginations. Which I guess is what I’m doing here, creating a daddy who is approachable and empathetic and…(sighs wistfully)
      With very best wishes
      Penny

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    • Dear Ali
      Thank you for reading and commenting. As you say, only kids can see them. Mostly, of course, it’s girls who see them, although the occasional little boy has caught a glimpse!
      With best wishes
      Penny

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    • Dear Russell
      Thank you for reading and for your kind comments. I’m glad you liked the line, ”The moon-filled droplets of the fountain hung in the air like pearls on a necklace.” I could visualize them very clearly, which always helps descriptive writing, doesn’t it?
      With very best wishes
      Penny

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  2. What a magical piece! The second paragraph is particularly well-written, painting the scene so vividly. Love this part: “The moon-filled droplets of the fountain hung in the air like pearls on a necklace.”

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