Friday Fictioneers: They Don’t See
“Is it safe?” the fairy asked.
“Adult human don’t believe in magic. They don’t see.”
Elves walked into the hall.
From out of the pond, came a band of dwarfs wielding axes.
The elves drew their swords. A battle ensued.
Humans walked through the hall without noticing.
“Elves need us,” the centaur said.
The fairy sat on her back and spread out his wings. His magic held the centaur as she leaped off the balcony.
One little human child watched as they floated down.
Her father looked up, seeing nothing, he took her hand and guided her along.
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A lovely read.
Thank you. ;0)
Cool! I expect the parents are amazed at how much their kids are enjoying their trip to the museum 🙂
Children have such wonderful imaginations. Delightful
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Loved that the child could see the fairy riding the centaur. Nicely done.
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Thank you. I thought she would be a nice touch to the ending. ;0)
We lose our ability to see magic as we get older… sad state of affairs. Nice~
Well some of us use the ability, but some of us still believe. ;0)
Yeah, that was supposed to read: Some of us lose the ability. But you probably knew that.
Great story, well done.
How sad that we lose (usually) the wonder we had as children
Somehow, I don’t think you have lost it.
Maybe not 😉
I enjoyed your story, with the small child seeing what her parents cannot see. Child-like vision is so important to us as writers, I believe.
So true. We are the ones who keeps the magic alive.
🙂 We are!
Wonderful story. I wish I could still see with the eyes and heart of a young child.
Think young. ;0)
I think small children are closest to the strange magical stuff we can’t explain when we grow up.
Kids so often see what we cannot!
So true. ;0)
The eyes of a child. Lovely story.
Jilly, well said. I like it.