Flash fiction: Prompt: ‘unseen’, in less than 50 words.
Fairies Calling
Calling sounds, unseen, inviting, high up, and low down. Twas a cloudy midnight, no moon, no stars, pitch black the woodland. A torch, an invaluable tool when its dark, it found me an entrance, a way in. Behold! A wonderland, fungi bioluminescence, and Fairies calling, those beckoning sounds.
48 words
Mick E Talbot 2017
A Month of Mini Writing Challenges September 2016 #17 – Prompt: ‘unseen’
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