A Fairy’s Fairy tale (Yes, even fairies can tell tales. This was a short story I did while waiting for my car getting getting new tires) In the heart of a verdant glade, bathed in the gentle glow of a[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
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Roween flew quickly toward the fairy ring. She had been there only days earlier. Nearby, a Hawthorn tree grew. The tree was a source of power for fairies from long ago according to Roween. Although fairies no longer relied on[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
A horse-like form pushed the brush aside, its teeth nibbling on the tender shoots from the ground before the air filled with a contented sigh. “Ah, these tender leaves do taste wondrous. I am happy that nixie knew where to[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Ron had agreed, so he waited. The old man’s truck was easy to find. It was hand-painted the word “Scrapply’s” on the side. It wasn’t long before Ron exited his truck when they arrived at the man’s house. Tal was[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Roween zipped through the trees, her morning duties already finished. Ron had been kind enough to keep his promise of maintaining the forest in the areas that people visited. She had seen to the rest. Nature was at its best[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Ron and Linda drove home but took a detour by the doctor’s house. They passed a couple of men walking down the road wearing dark goggles. He even joked about them making Linda laugh. When they arrived at the former[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
It was about two o’clock when Ron arrived at the shop. He had finished the wiring for the Kitchen at the cabin and hoped to help Linda with the new shipment coming in around three. He had also taken a[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Linda grabbed the recent box delivered, opened it to see the new books and stickers they were planning to sell. The artwork reminiscent of a particular mutual “fairy friend” that Amanda had drawn seemed to sell the most. Linda was[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
In the forest, Roween darted around the trees, feeling the breeze and warm sun now warming the mid-summer morning. The trees were full, and the animals were nowhere to be found. “The critters scurry, I do not see. What fritters[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
