SHORT FICTION

Thursday, 31 August 2017

HOLLYHOCK DREAMS-flash fiction

 
This is one of my favorite cottage flowers. Hope you enjoy today's little ode to the hollyhock! 
 
 
 
HOLLYHOCK DREAMS

Flash fiction

They reach for the sun and it appears they almost make it. They are so tall.

Their silky blooms line the stem in gracefulness and invite the bees to visit with their heavy pollen.

They like to share and grow in abundance with their round little seed disks that are happy to fall anywhere and grow.

They are hap hazard in nature but that seems to suit them.

Other flowers try to outshine but nothing can outshine the hollyhock that has been around for over a hundred years and has graced many a cottage garden.

They tower over everything and their subtle colors blend perfectly with the blue summer sky.

In their funnel shaped blooms have been made into hollyhock dolls for little ones to play with.

Never a dull moment in a garden filled with their majestic presence that can evoke memories perhaps of one walking with their grandmother in her garden as she tells stories of the hollyhocks.  


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Thursday, 24 August 2017

THE FOX TRICKSTER-flash fiction

 
Hello and today we have a special story about a little fox. Hope you enjoy. And if you would like to buy me a cup of green tea mint, you can in the tip jar. Thank You.
 
 
 


THE FOX TRICKSTOR

Flash fiction

 

He hangs out in the meadow or near the edge of the forest where he lives. His fox form is his favorite as he then can hide in with the wildlife and not be noticed.

He’s a trickster that like to play games and steal things behind your back.

One day a young girl was walking in the meadow gathering wildflowers. The trickster caught her scent instantly and eyed her carefully. He was biding his time.

She never looked over his way at all and in fact didn’t seem to notice that she was not alone.

This suited him fine. It made it easier.

The young girl who was dressed in russets and reds with golds mixed into her dress that was layers in all these rich colors. Her golden hair hung thick over her shoulders.

The fox thought he could see something stick out of her hair. She either had big ears or she was wearing something.

It didn’t matter anyway, he had watched her enough and decided to go make himself known.

When he approached her scent started to change but he kept going towards her.

Just as he got within three feet of her, she looked up at him and smiled.

“Hello little fox, what are you up to today?”

He froze. There was something about her voice that wasn’t quite right. It had a lyrical ring to it that humans didn’t have.

He tried backing up it was too late. Now he knew what was sticking out of her hair. It was ears alright but large fox ears with a gold ring through the tip of the left one.

“Do not be afraid,” she said. “I will not hurt you.” She tilted her head slightly at him as if studying him. Then she got up from where she was kneeling and looked down at him.

He wanted to run but thought it would be most unwise. So he stayed quiet while she looked at him.

“You must not steal anymore and I think I like your fox form the best too so let’s keep you in that form from now on.”

The fox whimpered in protest. He could not shapeshift, no matter how hard he tried.

“I will know who you are now and so will others.” She took a small bell from inside her pocket and hung it around his neck. “Now all those who know the trickster will know that you are coming.”

“Now, off you go and stay out of trouble.” She turned away from him and walked away. A big bushy fox tail appeared out from her cape that she wore over her dress.

He shook his head and the little bell rung and instantly pheasants flew out of the tall meadow grasses startling him.

Now everywhere he went, he could be heard. He could sneak up on anyone anymore.

As time went the bell got a little quieter. He wondered if the spell was wearing off.

The fox decided to try it out and tried to sneak up on a flock of chickens but his bell rang very loud when he got close and all he got was feathers in the face.

During all this time he had not seen the fox girl and wondered where she was. He realized that she would be the only one who could remove the spell.

With luck he did see her in the same spot he had first met her. He approached carefully but she turned to him before he got to her.

Her ears fell forward and then backward. He didn’t know what that meant.

She grinned at him. “My fox trickster, you want to be free. You have to do something to earn that.”

His ears fell flat. Whatever she was about to ask, he would not like.

“To remove the bell and the spell, you must go into the forest and seek out the fox faerie. You will offer him the bell and he will most likely take it. He will ask you what you want for it in return. Tell him you want to be free and that is all.”

The fox was leery of all this and he did not trust her but he would do it. He knew where the fox faeries were.

So off he went into the forest. The fox faerie was leaning against a tree as if waiting for him. The hair on his hackles raised and he knew he was just tricked.

He whirled around but it was too late.

“You are not going anywhere my little friend. I want that bell.”

The fox faerie reached down and slipped off the bell and dangled it in front of his own face. He appeared to be quite happy with his prize.

The fox trickster had enough and once again whirled around and ran. No one stopped him this time.

In fact he kept running and running till he was far from the fox faerie and the young girl fox. He was in the far edge of the forest that he had not been to in a long time.

He took a deep breath and decided right there and then that this meadow would be his new home. He would not sneak up and steal things.

He would play a different game where he could probably win his way through. He smiled and trotted into the meadow sniffing and checking things out.

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Thursday, 17 August 2017

CAT ADVICE-flash fiction

Here is something for the cat lovers. This is a bit of advice and a list of wants. We wouldn't expect anything else from those fur balls that we love so much. Happy reading!

 
CAT ADVICE
Flash fiction
First of all I know you love me. That is obvious.
But there are some things I would like for you to know.
The cat little box. Sigh Could you please get a closed in one so I have some privacy? I’m a bit nervous.
Please clean it more often that you do. I like a clean bathroom just like you.
Now it’s treat time. I want those one that in the commercial that shows the cat jumping for all the time. I want to try them but I won’t jump. That is just ridiculous. I hope that cat got lots of treats for that.
Don’t forget treats when you go shopping. MY STUFF should always be on your weekly shopping list.
I want that good real brand of wet cat food that you tried. You must always give us the best quality of cat food. It’s just good for us.
Let me have my own little yard outside to roam around in and explore.
That was the list of things I wanted and now the advice.
When it comes to caring for me, you do a pretty good job but there is one thing that you should know.
I need to be petted up and massaged before I go to bed. It helps me feel better and I know it makes you feel better too.
Keep me safe at all times and make sure no dogs get at me. I don’t like them at all.
Keep a;; my beds clean please and one more thing.
Can you find my toys? One is under the fridge.
Or just buy me more toys.
 
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Thursday, 10 August 2017

DREAMS OF YOU-POEM

Hi everyone. I'm a little late today. Busy day! Today I have a poem for you. Hope you enjoy.

DREAMS OF YOU

POEM

I dream of you.

I can feel your touch and it so warm and safe.

You give me peace in my troubled mind.

My dreary life is brightened by you.

I don’t know you but I sense you are gentle and kind.

Maybe one day our paths will cross.

Maybe one day I have someone like you in my life.

When fate permits, till then I dream of you.

 
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Thursday, 3 August 2017

WHERE THE MAGES LIVE-flash fliction

Hi everyone! Today I have some love and magic for you. Hope you enjoy.


 
WHERE THE MAGES LIVE
Flash fiction
They live deep in the mountains shrouded in mist. Those that claim to have seen them are never believed.
For those that have ventured into the misty mountain side have never been seen again.
However one love story that is told is about a young girl who accidently found herself lost in the misty mountains.
Leila was picking wild flowers and was not watching where she was going and suddenly found herself in a forest shrouded in fog.
Leila kept herself calm and tried to retrace her steps to find her way out but instead ended up going down a path that led her to a stream.
The whole area was strange and unfamiliar. A bit of fear and panic started to swell up in her chest.
So, Leila turned around telling herself that she could do it and find herself a way out.
When she got back to the path she was on, there was someone standing there with his back facing her.
Leila didn’t know what to do. He was much stronger and bigger than her. But she was nibble and could run fast.
First though she decided to slowly walk away and maybe if she was quiet enough…
He turned to face her before she even took one step/
His eyes were the color of bright blue glass.
Leila didn’t dare breathe. He stood still like a wild deer but then his shoulders let go of the tension holding them tight.
He nodded as if saying hello. Leila nodded back and thought maybe she could leave without him bothering her.
She went for it and quickly walked away in the opposite direction.
Leila thought that she was well away from him when she sensed someone close behind her. Panic made her feet move faster and suddenly she sprinted into a full run.
The shrubs whipped at her arms and legs leaving scratches she knew but she had to get away and suddenly she saw the opening that would take her away.
But when she got there, he was blocking the way.
Her chest was heaving up and down. She felt like prey caught by the wolf.
“Please, let me go. I will never come back.”
His blue eyes shimmered in the dappled light. He grinned. “I will not harm you my dear. You are very safe with me. Why don’t you walk with me?”
He gestured to the opening that led out.  Leila took it quickly not thinking he would follow.
But he did.
Now they were walking side by side. Leila couldn’t believe that a mage was right beside her. What did he want with her?
Suddenly stories flooded her mind and that made her frightened.
“As I said, you are safe with me. No need to be afraid. I will take you home and make sure you are safe.”
Leila didn’t answer and in deed he did take her home and made sure she made it inside her home.
She didn’t thank him as he left quite soon after.
Leila thought herself lucky and didn’t’ say anything to anybody about her encounter with the mage.
It wasn’t until sometime after that Leila had put it behind her and forgot about the incident.
Once again she was out picking wild flowers for a special occasion. Something tingled at the back of her neck making goosebumps rise on her arm.
Leila looked around but could not see anything. She continued with her flower picking and started to hum. Humming always soothed her when she got a little nervous.
Leila got lost in her humming and picking and didn’t realize that someone was humming with her.
When Leila noticed this, he was already in front of her. She could not run.
In his hand was a floral crown that he had made. Leila stared at it and felt her face flush.
He smiled and said, “Hello Leila. I have been waiting for this day when you and I can finally be together.”
“What are you talking about?” She was ready to drop the flowers and make a run for it even if it was of no use. She had to try.
Without effort he was a breath away from her. Leila could smell him. It almost made her sway. He grabbed her arm to steady her.
“Take it easy my love. My power is almost too much for you.”
He placed the floral crown on her head. “Absolutely beautiful!”
“What do you want of me?”
“From the moment I saw you in the forest, I knew you were the one.”
“The one what?”
He laughed. “To be my mate of course. But first we must do this.”
Before she knew was happening he placed his lip on hers and this magic flowed through her sweeping her into another void it felt like.
From that day forward, Leila was never seen but some claimed that they saw her at the edge of the forest with someone.
They told tales that the mage had stolen her for his bride and that she was under some magic spell.
But it was also said that magic spells would only work if those who had the spell put upon them believed in magic and mages in the mist.
Leila believed.
 
 
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