Folklore – Tannille

Flash Fiction: Zwarte Piet Turns Red

Tanya waited for Zwarte Piet to come down the chimney. Colouring in her book killed time. Why didn’t he just

Painted by muses. Only the special see the world beyond the mural. Step into the forest if you dare. Most

The ferryman paused at his girlfriend’s kitchen table. His eternal lamps burned, waiting for him. At least they never went

Background:Recently, I discovered the wonderful world of NFTs. In short, for those who don’t know (I didn’t), NFTs are collectable

Bob, the elf, stretched out his limbs and yawned as the bud of his lily opened and embraced the sun.

It didn’t look like much, but it was theirs — a place for kids to hang out. No adults allowed.

The Hotel is old, boutique… bohemian. Only the daring walk through her quirky halls. Legends tell of doors swinging on

NOTE:A stand alone sequel to Choo-Choo. * ~ * Blue Fairy sighed. Come to the mortal realm on The Fairy

The train choo-chooed through the wilderness, weaving up and down, dodging trees. The gentle rocking waves soothing. The windows blurred

PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot for Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers. Other stories featuring the prompt can be found here. She panted, the