FRIDAY FICTIONEERS: Do You Believe?

Copyright – Sarah Ann Hall

Leila ran her hand along the fence winding through the overgrown heather. Despite its unkempt appearance the grove had a rustic peace. Wondering why Ian had brought her to such an unusual place, she retraced her path backed to a westward gazing Ian.

“Do you believe in fairies?” Ian continued his persistent gaze toward the sun’s surrender to twilight’s shadows.

This was not the question Leila had been hoping for, but she repressed her dismay and lightly answered with a shrug, “I guess; how else would one get to Neverland?”

“Seriously,” Ian turned to her with darkness in his eyes.

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Siren

Eric checked his oxygen tank for a second time, strapped his goggles on tight and dove beneath the sapphire abyss in search of the woman who had captured his heart.

Max said she was a phantom, a figment of his imagination brought on by the trauma of nearly drowning and the lack of oxygen to his brain, but Eric was going to prove Max and everyone else wrong when he found her.

“She had the deepest eyes, the fairest skin, and the voice of an angel,” he once told old Rex only to receive a warning about devious mermaids and sirens who lure men to the deaths a the bottom of Davy Jones’ Locker.

Eric couldn’t believe someone so wondrous and beautiful could be bad, even if she was a mermaid.

That’s when Eric heard the sweet melody below; he swam deeper and deeper into the abyss towards the light, lyrical voice of his angel.

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Five Sentence Fiction – Goggles

Ghoulish Flash Fiction A to Z: Fairy (Many cultures worldwide)/Fuath (Celtic)-Sunday Poetry

Dream Fairy (Photo credit: Alexandria LaNier)

Magic trees
Red and violet
Light the night
Dark shadows
Dancing as magic burns bright
Fairy Enchantment

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First spring gust
The wind fairy’s trick
Chills flowers

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To
The
Spiral
Kelpie’s home
Across the wroth sea
an imaginary country

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Today’s haunting is some poetry inspired by the darker side of the Fae or Fairies and  the Fuath also know as the Kelpie, a water sprite/fairy consider a nasty sprtie in some parts.