Flash Fiction: Fairy Lights

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PHOTO PROMPT © Ronda Del Boccio for Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers. Other stories using the prompt can be found here.


The light shone bright. Guidance in the night. The fey danced in the trees, offering specs of colours and wonder to the humans clustered around a bonfire telling tales. The adults winked at each other as they toyed with their miniatures. A knowing joke – fairies not real. The youth pointed into the dark with delight seeing more than their elders. They aren’t called the little people for nothing. A shame they grow up, the inner-child wandering lost. The real rib-tickler; we tease and play with the ignorance; move their keys, make their dogs bark. We dance in the dark, beyond mature eyes.


  1. This is indicative of many adults’ reluctance to relinquish their child-like attraction to the fantasy world of spirits and urchins. This is well written and caries a reader on a short journey into that intriguing world.

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