Fairy Forlorn

Fairy Forlorn was the saddest fairy in Stream by the Wold. She had gotten lost one winter day, and had hibernated by herself all winter long under a mound of earth deep within the moor. In the spring, when the flowers nudged up through the soil, she searched and searched for her kind, but nowhere near Stream by the Wold could she find them. She searched in the trees.

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She tried shining her fairy light at twilight, but only fireflies came. She tried singing on a stone beside some roses, but no one came except a bunny.

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She slept in the cradle of a leaf, not quite unfurled until the night when all the trees were fully in leaf, and the sun high in the sky. She flitted here and there, from shade tree to shade tree. She rested in a glorious patch of tickseed beside a honey bee. The honey bee suggested, with her wiggly dance, that she continue east.

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The sun was high overhead when Fairy Forlorn saw the stone circle.

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She heard it first, the happy, tinkling sound of a party in the Wold with vivid lights twinkling in a small stone circle. A pavilion decorated with a pine cone and a flower was the center of the largest fairy gathering in years. Music played and fairies danced the Sun Dance, round and round, east to west, celebrating summer and thanking the sun for its gifts.

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Fairy Forlorn sat gratefully on the brick chair in the pavilion surrounded by her kin, who all cheered when they saw her, and she was forlorn no more. She took back her name of Fairy Radiance, and danced the Sun Dance until night fell.

Copyright 2013 Brenda Davis Harsham

Note: This fairy house was created by my daughter and I for Creative Magic’s contest to create something from nothing, using nothing purchased and no tools — all found materials. In our case, we found the objects in the woods, and made a fairy circle and pavilion. The contest runs until the end of July, please enter if you are crafty, or even if you are not! It’s fun to create something out of nothing.

27 thoughts on “Fairy Forlorn

  1. I just started reading your blog, but I am loving these stories! You are spectacularly talented at what you do! I’ll have to read some of these to my own daughter soon πŸ™‚

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    • Oh, good. I started this as a way to let friends and family see the stories because printing was getting expensive, but it’s lovely that other people like them, too! I’ve gotten such good feedback. My kids ask to see my stats before they go to bed. (!!) LOL I really hope your daughter enjoys the story. πŸ™‚ Warmly, Brenda

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  3. Enchanting. Yes I can see this as a poem, just different spacing and lines. But the same words. I am not yet adept with photo play and computers. But I think my yard is filled with fae anyway πŸ™‚
    The bees round the milkweed, anticipating monarchs, the lightning bugs at night, the trees, those standing and fallen… the stories my creek tells in its giggles.

    Reminds me just a tad of this Flash Fiction piece I penned:
    http://julesinflashyfiction.wordpress.com/2013/06/24/location-location-location-apo-june-24-2013/
    Enjoy.

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  4. She slept in the cradle of a leaf, not quite unfurled until the night when all the trees were fully in leaf, and the sun high in the sky. She flitted here and there, from shade tree to shade tree. She rested in a glorious patch of tickseed beside a honey bee. The honey bee suggested, with her wiggly dance, that she continue east…

    This sounds more like a poem…Might have the title..The beauty in the little things of life…
    Beautiful story! Your stories keep our hearts young and our eyes open…

    have a great Sunday!

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