Silka dreamed in yellow. Daffodil dreams of spring, warm breezes blowing citron pollen. Leaves unfurl in lemon sunshine. She restlessly rolled over, drawing her rose petal duvet higher over one curved hip. Her dream changed to tulips, in a rainbow of color.
Silka dreamed of the Equinox, and her thoughts startled her awake. She opened her violet eyes.
“Fib!” she called into the quiet of her hydrangea bower. She heard a scuffling, yawning, and a small bee fairy uncurled from a purple bloom, changing from bee shape to fairy shape as he stretched. He sat up blinking, wings glittering.
“What’s today, Fib?” Silka called to him, smoothing her butterfly wings and petal skirt.
“Today?” Fib rubbed the grit from his bluebell eyes, then he opened them wide in surprise. “The Equinox!!” Fib shouted with joy. Together, he and Silka flew out into the Outer World.
Still snow as far as the eye could see. A faded hydrangea bloom, like a fragile four leaf clover spun of earth, was the only visible bloom, their hydrangea bower safely behind the veil separating the Fairy World from the Outer World.
Silka and Fib decided, equinox or no equinox, some more dreaming was in order, and they retreated behind the veil.
If you like, you can read more Fae Flash Fiction here: Silka (Episode 1).
Copyright 2014 Brenda Davis Harsham