This week's picture prompt is from Nancy Wallace. She created them and it's her own photo. I love them! Thought they were perfect for a prompt.
A bit of fae life this week.
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“What the gold, with the moon? I thought we were reserving that for Wendy. You know how much she loves the moon and spends hours star-gazing.”
“Oh yes, that’s right. She still thinks someone is going to come out of the cosmos and save her from her life.”
“Her father is a nightmare though; I’d wish that too if I was her.”
“True. But Frances will want a regal chair. You know how she is, expecting to be entitled to the best.”
“What about the red one with the crest on? Can’t get more stately than that.”
“Oh yes, that’ll work, I’ll put it up here at the front. The black one is for Janet. It’ll match her goth look, and help her disappear, which she likes to do. I sometimes wonder why she comes if she isn’t going to be present.”
“I think despite being shy, she likes to be a part of things, like we all do. That yellow one with the arms is for Rachel. It gives her something to hold onto as she sits down, now she’s so frail.”
“Her ageing has progressed so quickly! I hadn’t expected that.”
“Yes, we’re all in for the same. No fae will escape it. It’s a firm reminder to seize the day and make your dreams a reality.”
“That’s not always easy to do though, being that we reside in the dream world of the others.”
“It doesn’t mean we can’t try; that’s what these meetings are about after all. The youngsters can sit on the corks. And the white ones are for us, the hosts. The rest can manage on what is left over.”
“Deirdre, are you sure? They might end up fighting over the gold ones. You know how the youth currently believe gold has some kind of special power.”
“Oh true. Maybe we should have them, then. I wish they did have some special power; we could use it to get out of this awful cellar and find a nice garden.”
“Indeed, we could! But as I said last time, when light breaks in from up yonder we need to go for it!”
“Yes, but it means the others are coming, so we have to hide. Such a conflict!”
“Do you really think they would notice us? They don’t believe we exist so why would they?”
“You say that but Bart got swiped by one of them when he tried. His loss was huge. He’d been one of the strongest leaders we’d had.”
“Prunella, if we don’t try soon we’re all going to lose our lives down here. The youth at least deserve a chance.”
“I know. Anyway, look they’re coming, it’s time for the meeting, so let’s see if we can come up with a plan this week.”
The chair had to be the most uncomfortable he had ever experienced. His back ached and his leg kept falling asleep. The table was small, he guessed to make the plates look larger, and wobbly, an accident just waiting to happen.
ReplyDeleteHis date looked up from her phone and gave him a smile as if he was an obedient dog or polite child, a smile without a trace of sexual attraction. She was quite good looking but her lack of interest turned him off.
The check came and once again he regretted lying on the dating app.
MY first flash for this site: https://www.rogerthat.net.au/2023/03/before-the-party/
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