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Bob, the elf, stretched out his limbs and yawned as the bud of his lily opened and embraced the sun. Rebirth! Finally. Time to play in the garden. His lily would be safe for a while.
In the distance, an itty-bitty human watched him.
Rude to stare. Two can play this game.
Bob stuck his tongue out. His opponent flipped him.
Charming.
Bob started pointing and laughing.
The mortal-bull came charging towards the garden. With blood in their eyes, the monster-child stomped on the elf’s lily.
“You little sh—”
Bob perished with his petals. Game over. His soul connected with a new lily seed. A replay waiting for next spring.
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Note:
According to German folklore (or at least this website), every lily flower is born with an elf. When the flower dies so does the elf. At least the legend, real or not, saved me from writing about goddess Hera’s breast milk…
More elf/fairy shenanigans can be read here.
Tannille 
The Gods may wax wrathful at being displaced by elves
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Now, there’s a story!
Thanks N
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That didn’t go too well! Nice story with an interesting footnote.
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There is always next spring!
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Dear Tanille,
Poor little elf so short a lifespan to begin with only to be snuffed out early. Fanciful story.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Bob will be back next spring!
Thanks R!
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I’ve never heard of that myth (I’m german). It’s a fun idea though. The story is fun, too. Poor Bob, next time he might try a different approach.
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I questioned if the folklore was a German one. I tried an internet search and found nothing. As fun as the idea is, there is a modern tone to it (in my opinion), like the fairy lore in Peter Pan. The Muse liked it. Poor Bob. Better luck next year!
Thanks G!
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Just because I don’t know it doesn’t mean much. As long as it works for Bob it doesn’t really matter. 🙂
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Maybe if Bob had some help from Hera’s bo.., sorry, breast milk, things would have worked out a little different. Anyway, better luck next year, Bob! And don’t mess with human kids. They’re a mean lot.
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Now, that’s an entirely different story — Bob has a fetish! Never mess with human kids…
Thanks T!
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Oh dear. The worst instincts of humanity grab another casualty. Nicely told, Gabi. Can we have the story about Hera’s breast milk next week, please?
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I am honoured to be confused with Gabi. Love her stories (we both seem to love folk tales and the odd). 😀. I’m going to blame Hara’s breast milk. I’ve put a request in with The Muse for next week.
Thanks P!
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Oops! So sorry to make such a silly typo! You’re both good writers, but your styles are quite distinctive so I’ve no excuse. I’m glad to hear you’ve put in your request to the Muse for next week, but I know she often exerts her independence!
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Nice sounding line: “Bob perished with his petals.”
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Thanks F! 😀
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Poor Bob. Maybe his reincarnation will have learned a lesson for next year…! 🙂
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Bob might up his game.
Thanks I!
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I’m always surprised and fascinated when I hear of new fairy tale. Poor little bugger 😦
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His life was cut short this season. I added the rebirth to the tale. Too dark without it (even for me).
Thanks L!
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You’re welcome, Tannille.
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I like it all, especially the second (3rd, 4th, etc.) try next Spring. Reminds me of baseball. 🙂
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I think Bob thinks like that too.
Thanks B!
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Bob’s a cute character – I’m so glad he gets to come back next Spring after such a gory ending to this one.
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I think Bob views the seasons as a game. Bad game this year, better luck next!
Thanks M!
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Elves need to rise up and take control of the garden. Life being trampled on must end. Well, sorry too late for Bob.
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That sounds like a sequel “Elves Declare War: The Garden Battle”. 😀
Thanks J!
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life springs eternal. 🙂
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The everlasting cycle.
Thanks P
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It’s never a good idea for flowers or elves to end up on the wrong side of a petulant toddler. Interesting myth. I haven’t heard that one before. Good one, T.
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Bob shouldn’t have antagonised the kid. Oh well, he can try again next season.
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Thanks N
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I wonder if those poor elves have any memories of their previous lily pads 🙂
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Fantastic question. I hope so!
Thanks L
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This was fun. I hope we can revisit with Bob and his ilk…with or without the tiny human. Although, I have to say that lily flowers have a pretty short lifespan anyway, you’d think Bob and company would try to move to better digs.
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I think they like to disappear for the winter. 😀
Sorry for the slow reply, I’ve been MIA.
Thanks S!
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Oy, vey, poor little elf. Then again, maybe next spring he’ll learn that tiny humans can mean a very short spring … Sorry that it took me so long to get to reading, but I’m glad I did now!!
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Sorry, N, I’ve been MIA. Where does the time go?
Thanks N
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Been kind of MIA after you’ve been MIA, so we match … 😉
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Another beauty :O)
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Thanks G! 😀
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