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Listen to the warning (Friday Fictioneers)

July 10, 2015



She could just make it out ahead.

Light! Finally. After the strangest night ever she was going to find her car and just drive away. The smell of the colored lights still danced in her nostrils and her vision sparkled in the corners of her eyes.

Walk toward the light.

Voices whispered behind her but she couldn’t make out the words. Entreaties to stay? Threats to leave? Love and hate all rolled into stretchy balls.

She stumbled.

Her Poppa had warned her. She swore – never again – to enter the fairy caves after dark on a full moon.



This is a Friday Fictioneers Prompt
Word count: 97


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  1. Good for her. That doesn’t sound like she had a very fun night at the caves.

  2. The fairy caves sound like a very unpredictable place. One I’m going to avoid! Nice one!

  3. Lots of danger in those Fairy Caves, but when do we ever listen to our Father?

  4. Nice take on the prompt

  5. Very different from the fairy caves I visit!
    Rosey Pinkerton’s blog

  6. micklively permalink

    Do faeries have stretchy balls?! 😉
    Good piece.

  7. Hehe, always listen to your dad. Fun take on the prompt.

  8. Love your twist! You always manage to surprise me in your stories. Where do you come up with all these ideas?

  9. I love this! Fabulous 🙂

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