This week’s prompt for Five Sentence Fiction is to write a pithy story inspired by the word “Faerie.” This wasn’t easy for me–not that I’m a skeptic–but I’m not a reader of fantasy.
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Faerie Land
The tension in Carl’s voice was like a violin wound too tight when he asked his wife’s best friend, Alicia, if she had seen or spoken to Naomi.
Not since Tuesday, was the response; she was blathering on that there’s more to this world than we can see. She cut the call short, said she had to get back out into the garden where someone was waiting for her beneath the irises. She couldn’t stop sneezing–told me it was faerie dust.
I haven’t seen her since Tuesday morning, Carl replied.
Victoria C. Slotto, Author 