Hope everyone is fine today. I have a short story today! It's set in the new world I am creating-Mistwoods. This time you get to meet the Summer King. Hope you enjoy and if you want to leave me some tea money at the end, that would be great. Happy reading!
was the strongest of hearts that could turn him down. The first day of summer
or in their world the summer solstice which marked tradition with a certain
someone. That is when he made himself seen to those that might be.
This day was the day that he always hoped
he would find his queen. As of yet all those that did not hold the summer heart
turned into cold hearts. This time he felt that this time might be different.
He had followed a certain someone for a while at a safe distance and it was
time for him to make himself known to her.
He learned her name was Leila and she
worked at this small bookshop. Today he decided to pay her a visit to the
bookshop and perhaps talk with her. As soon as he stepped in the little bells
rung announcing his arrival.
Leila happened to be at the counter and
looked over to see who was coming in. Their eyes met and he felt this jump
inside his heart. She smiled warmly at him and welcomed him. He smiled back and
He decided to look around first and
observe her at work. The smells around him tickled his nose. There was more
than just books in this little shop. There were scented candles tucked in here
and there. He could tell from out the corner of his eye that she was watching
him. Did that mean she was curious enough to talk to him?
He casually made his way over to where she
was working or was pretending to. He caught her scent of rose and oleander.
Wonderful summer scents. He watched for a few more moments before speaking. “I
was wondering if you could help me with finding a certain book on herbs.” He
didn’t really need to read up on herbs as he was taught about them growing up
but she appeared like she would know of such things.
She smiled warmly back at him. “Of course,
I can show you what we have.” She started to make her way towards the wall of
books that had gardening as its section name. He watched her pull out some
books even without looking at the spine. That told him she knew of such things
already. “Is there something specific that you are looking for?”
She continued to pull a few more book
down. “I am looking for herbs that can be used for medical purposes.” She
quickly threw him a look. He smiled and said, “I’m interested in some mild uses
of the herbs for skin irritations and other minor ailments.”
She nodded back at him like she approved
of that. He couldn’t help but laugh within as he somewhat pitied the humans
that didn’t possess magic. They had to rely on the medicines that they had to
make for themselves. And even then it failed to save them sometimes.
He handed her a few books with pictures of
the herbs and their Latin names underneath. The summer king knew them all by
heart as his grandmother taught them to him and without reading underneath the
pictures, he could tell her what each one was and what you could use it for.
Her hazelnut colored eyes settled on him as if studying him.
“I haven’t seen you around here before.
Did you just move here?”
He wanted to say that he had been here far
longer than she had been in existence or even her whole family. “I just got
here a while ago. I don’t live here but come back once a year to visit.”
Leila nodded at him. “I hope your visit
goes well then. Is one of the books what you are looking for?”
He eyed each one that she had given to him
and he didn’t’ really want any of them but decided on the ones with the
pictures. “I’ll take this one.”
She smiled. “Perfect, I’ll take that up
front for you.” When she went to take the books out of his hands, their fingers
touched. Her eyes flew up to his and stayed there for what felt like minutes
but when he spoke it broke the silence and she quickly put the books back that
he was not going to take and took the one that he wanted to the front.
Very quickly Leila rang up the book and he
paid for it. He smiled at her. “Thank you and maybe I will see you again.”
She did not reply back. He walked out and
stood on the steps with his new book until he decided that he had given her
enough time to stare out the window to study him some more. Then he moved on.
The summer day was heating up and the
smell of lilacs filled the air as he walked down the street. There were
celebrations taking place celebrating the first of spring in the small
town.They always did and this was what
attracted him to come and take part. All the fine ladies would be there. It
always ended up disappointing of course because none of them were suitable.
Something about Leila though convinced him
that this year’s celebrations would bring promise. He was guessing that she
would be there so he got himself ready for the event and would wait for the
perfect opportunity to talk to her again.
It was late afternoon now and the
celebrations were now starting. The summer king stayed in the shadows watching
and keeping an eye out for Leila. Fortunately he did not have to wait as she
arrived carrying a baskets of spring flowers—tulips, daffodils, and lilacs. She
was also dressed for the occasion as well.
Leila looked like she stepped out of
faerie to join the humans. She wore shimmery wings and long flowing summer
dress. On her head she wore a wreath of flowers. Her soft brown hair flowed
between her wings. She had her hair tied up in the store. He decided he liked
her hair down. It made her look so much more ethereal.
The summer king made his way to towards
the festival and mingled in the crowd hiding from her for a bit. He wanted them
to meet casually again and then he walk to her. Leila was now a booth handing
out flowers to everyone. He decided to go up to her booth.
Leila caught sight of him before he got
there. Their eyes held each other till he got there. She did give him a warm
He smiled back at her. “Why thank you,
this is wonderful and you look beautiful. Her face beamed as she thanked him.
He was taken back a bit as he expected her to blush or something but she did
not. It was like she was in her element. She handed him a bright yellow
“Thank you. I will see you later I hope.”
“Oh yes, there is dancing!”
He laughed at her excitement. “That’s good
to hear as I am good dancer. Maybe we can have a dance?”
Her eyes caught his breath. It was like
they changed and twinkled in front of him. He was going to stay with her but
decided not to frighten her but his Leila was not what he thought she was.
As the evening wore, the feast was getting
ready to be served. A lot of the human food didn’t interest him. He found Leila
helping out. He watched her nose wrinkle a few times as if she didn’t care for
some of it either. That intrigued him or she was just fussy. Nevertheless he
would find out a little later. People helped themselves and he observed what
she had on her plate. It made him take notice. She had brown mushrooms and some
mixed greens that had dandelion in it. That seemed to be her favorite. The summer king moved closer to her and
thought maybe they might be able to eat together.
“May I sit here with you?”
She looked up at him with those eyes
again. She smiled and said yes. He couldn’t help but notice when he sat down
that she had some moss on her plate. He didn’t mention it to her.
“How are you enjoying it so far?”
“It has been most interesting. Do you help
with this all the time?”
“Yes, I do. This is my favorite day of the
His eyes glanced over her wings and when
she bent over slightly his eyes went wide. They were attached to her like a
real faerie. He sucked in air and that made Leila look back up at him. “Is
there something wrong?”
“Oh no, not at all. I just made a
wonderful discovery and I couldn’t be happier.”
She smiled and was about to say something when
the music started up. Leila leaped up and looked at him and he didn’t need for
her to ask, he got up and took her hand and off they went to dance. They danced
do the lively music and she laughed.
It was quite the transformation from the young
lady he saw at the bookshop. If she was faerie why did she not pick up on him?
So, he decided to test her a bit and let a little bit of his glamour fade to
see if she would notice.
They danced for a bit more and then she
wanted a drink. So he picked her up a drink of what was a punch of sorts. She
wrinkled her nose at it but drank it. “Would you like something else to drink?”
“Oh no this is fine.”
“Are you sure as I’m sure I can find
something for suitable.”
Leila gave him a look and it ws then that
she took notice and almost dropped her drink. She quickly looked around and
then at him. She started to back away with this frightened look on her face. Suddenly
she turned and ran for it.
He was right behind her and they were now
in the woods in the park all alone. He caught her before she leaped into the
air. “Don’t run from me. There is nothing to be afraid of I promise. I will not
He thought she was going to fight him. She
was breathing heavy but he could feel the strength in her. “I promise not to
harm you,” he said again, trying to reassure her.
She threw up her chin at him. “You know
what I am.”
He nodded. “It’s okay. You can be what you
really are in front of me. Show me yourself, I want to see you in your natural
She gave him a wary look. But slowly her
glamour started to fade. Her skin was soft greens and mottled browns. Her soft
brown hair shimmered in the filtered sunlight. Her eyes were hazel with green
hues mixed in. They were wild and he was stunned.
“You’re a late summer faerie. Why are you
She looked away. “I ran away.”
“I did not want to be married off to
someone I did not love. So I came here and hid. No one has been the wiser as to
where I disappeared until you showed up.”
“I see. Your secret is safe with me. Let’s
sit and talk some more.”
They sat on a fallen tree log by a small
creek. He learned that she was to marry the fall prince. He told her he heard
about his intended mate fleeing. The prince was quite hurt by it and somewhat
“I’m not going back and that’s it.”
The summer king was amused by her
determination but he also knew she would not survive here forever. “I’ll tell
you what Leila, why not let me smooth things over with the prince and perhaps
he will have another intended by now. Then you will be free to be with whoever
Her eyes went wide. “You would do that for
“Yes, I would. But there is something I
would like in return for this favor.”
“What is that?”
He stood up in front of her and let his
glamour completely disappear. She gasped.
Hello and it finally has warmed up where I am. Today we have a little magic about the moon and stars. And if you like you can donate some tea money into the tip jar. Happy reading!
THE MOON GIRL
She was born under a
faerie moon. Her true name was hidden but most called her Midnight.
Her hair was black like
the dark sky and her eyes shone like the moon.
Midnight’s favorite place
to visit was an old tree that she believed to have been born under.
She would look up into
the knotted branches and make wishes. A few of the faerie folk thought she was
looking for eyes somewhere in the tree but the tree never shared its face with
It would then have to
answer questions and it refused by not looking at her.
One night she decided to
bring the tree something and maybe it would then open its eyes.
“I have something for you
this time. I brought stars from the sky for you to hang in your tree branches. They
will sparkle in the night and make you beautiful,” she told the tree.
Without waiting for a
response she threw a handful of stars up into the tree. They flew around its
branches and then settled like pixie dust on the knotted old branches.
The tree started to come
to life. It glowed and the way the old branches moved it was happy with what
she gave it.
Then something happened.
The old gnarled tree
started to change shape and form into something else. Midnight stood back with wide
eyes to see what would transform before her.
A tall black mist loomed
over her and then gently settled to the ground forming something with wings.
When it turned around they
smiled at her. Midnight smiled back.
A tall handsome male faerie
strode towards her. His dark hair shimmered from the stars that clung to his
hair. His eyes shone like the moon.
Midnight was speechless.
“Who are you,” She asked
He grinned. “Let me thank
you first for removing the curse that held me as a tree. My name is Starflower
and I lived in the meadow until I was caught and cursed.”
“Who cursed you?”
He sighed. “It was your
“My mother? How could
that be? I never met my mother.”
“I know but she wanted to
protect you from me.”
“Why? What will you do to
“Nothing to hurt you I
assure you. I just wanted a wife that was born from the moon. I am born from
the stars. We would make a perfect match.”
She crossed her arms
studying him. “I guess we would but how do I know that I would love you?”
Starflower smiled and his
face glowed under the moon’s light. “You already love me silly. You have
visited me for a long time and wished for love under my branches. You knew your
love was here and when you gave me the gift of stars that set me free, you
Midnight’s eyes went wide
and then she smiled. “Okay, what do we do now?”
“Take my hand and I will
take you to the forest where I was captured. I miss it so much. We can be
married there under the moon and stars.”
His memories of the
meadow took him straight to the very place and now the moon was full and the
stars twinkled above them.
They were married in the
tall grasses and wild flowers. Starflower made her a flower wreath for her head
and she made him one and together they found an old tree to call theirs.
Soon one of their
children would be born under this tree and they would become the magic of the
moon and stars.
Hello and happy spring to everyone! I hope it has arrived where you are. We are in for a wintery long weekend here where I live. Oh well. Here is a little Easter flash fiction for you to enjoy. If you celebrate Easter, I wish you all a Happy Easter from Short Stories & Stuff!
Spring marks the first
days leading up to Easter and that is when all the wondrous creatures in
wonderland come and have a party.
They decorate a long
table in the middle of an opening in the forest. Above in the trees, decorations
that have been made by everybody attending, hang in the trees.
Ribbons, pieces of cloth
and decorated eggs with feathers adorning them hang in the branches.
Everybody brings to the
An assortment of nuts, berries
and some fancy juices made by the faeries and woodland creatures fill the long
Everything goes fine
until the rabbit shows up because he thinks all the time that the party is for
When he finds out that it
is a celebration of the spring and not just for him, he sulks and drinks all
night getting loopy on faerie wine.
That’s when he demands
attention but no one gives it to him.
One party he showed up
all dressed and ready to go out. He said this was the biggest delivery of eggs
that he would be making.
They asked where his
basket was then to carry all these eggs.
He shrugged and said that
he would find it when it was time. But then he ate too much and drank too much
faerie wine and fell asleep face down on his plate.
They couldn’t wake him.
In wonderland they didn’t
really care if he delivered his eggs or not. But a little mouse thought that
they should be delivered and none of them were too interested in helping the
He was too little to
carry a large basket of eggs so what was he to do?
They others danced and
danced and paid no attention to the little mouse or the sleeping bunny.
But finally someone did
feel sorry for the little mouse. A hawk said that he could ride on his back and
drop the eggs from the basket that he carried in his beak.
Now the little mouse was
not silly as he knew the hawk could be trying to lead him astray and make a nice
light meal of him.
He shook his head and the
hawk ruffled his feathers and joined the others in the festivities.
The little mouse looked
at the rabbit again and went up to him and pulled at his ear and nothing
happened. He was out and was not going to wake up.
A young spite came up to
the mouse and offered her help.
He eyed up the little
sprite and she was a little bit bigger than him but not by much.
“How are you going to
carry the basket?”
She giggled. “I might be
small but with a little fairy magic, I can carry the basket and you can drop
the eggs down.
The little mouse thought
this might work so he agreed.
Now it was time to find
the basket of eggs and the rabbit didn’t know where his basket was.
Together they knew the
rabbit would not wake up and even if he did, he probably would not remember where
his basket was. What were they to do?
Then the little sprite
came up with an idea. She flew up into the tree branches and pointed to the
decorated eggs with fancy feathers on them. The little mouse nodded.
The faerie spite went and
got a basket made from grape vine and she dropped the eggs into the basket
The little mouse climbed
into the basket and off they went. She flew fast thought the little mouse and
then it was time to drop the eggs.
With the feathers attached
to them, they fluttered down to the ground unbroken.
They delivered quite a
few and then the basket was empty.
By the time they arrived
back, the rabbit had woken up.
He realized he was late
and rushed off.
The next morning it was
reported that the children got so many eggs but their favorites was the ones
that they found beautifully decorated with feathers.