THE MIRRORED WORLD-FLASH FICTION

Hello! Today's flash fiction is about a place of magic. Hope you enjoy! 

 

 

 

The Mirrored World

Flash fiction

On an island there is a small estate that lives a prince of the past.

His name his Thorn and he does not live alone. Who lives with him are the unusual ones some call them.

When the water that surrounds the little estate is still and the sky is clear, one can see a reflection of the estate.

But it really isn’t. That is when the so called unusual ones appear. Some think that is where they live-in this mirrored world.

Prince Thorn likes to entertain and have parties for when they come. All kinds of strange things happen on these evenings.  

Most don’t go near as they think everyone including the prince are ghosts.

But some say not, as stories of the little estate had been told for years.

A royal family of that time lived there and ruled their country when royals were a thing of reality.

But they all died away with the times except for this little royal estate some believed.

No one actually went over there to go exploring except for a story of two brothers that decided on a dare to take their small boat and go see for themselves.

So, one evening when the sky was clear and the water was still and the reflection of the estate perfect, they rowed over so the story went.

Now this is where it gets hazy. Apparently they made it back and when asked what they found, they said nothing, there was nothing to see they said.

Others were suspicious of what they actually did see. Some even went as far as to believe that the two brothers weren’t the actual same two that went over.

Some believed that they were now trapped in that mirrored world and would never be seen again.

Again someone was going to go over there and this time they were going to record what they saw to show everyone. Five gathered at the small dock to see this time a pair of girls go over. They said they weren’t scared of any ghosts but jokingly said they would say hi to the Prince from everyone.

The remaining five waited on shore for a long time and they were about to get into their own boat to go get the girls when they saw their boat.

With relief they asked what they saw and recorded.

The girls said that they had met Prince Thorn and that he was very nice. Now this prince was one of the past so their story of meeting the prince was not believed and when they wanted to see what they had recorded, they held it up and all that was shown was the overgrown gardens proving that the girls were making stories up.

Even though they claimed they were not, it proved that no one was there anymore-only ghost stories.

More stories kept circulating of course but the girls that went over there still insisted that they did meet him and the brothers? They never said anything and some still thought that the real brothers were lost.

So, the little mirrored world remained a mystery except to the ones that had gone over to investigate. They still believed.

But the one thing that no one disputed was that there was a magic that lived there and when the reflection showed, it was best to leave it alone.


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THE OTHER SIDE OF WONDERLAND-FLASH FICTION

 

Happy day to everyone! Today's flash fiction is another wonderland tale. Hope you enjoy! If you would like you can donate some green tea money in the tip jar. Thank you and happy reading!  

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Other Side of Wonderland

Flash fiction

Follow that rabbit and he may take you to the other side of wonderland. If you end up there, they say there is a prince that lives there.

He likes to have parties in the woods and invite strange creatures who get to sit at this long table.

The table cloth that covers it is a bit ragged from all the parties that have happened. There might be some broken china here and there.  

Don’t touch any of it anyway. It’s not for you.

This prince might show up in the form of a rabbit or tall bird. You’ll know by the eyes that it is him. They are chestnut brown with a hint of green which is not unusual but one eye sports a heart shaped pupil.

Don’t stare.

Whatever is put in front of you, politely say thank you but don’t touch it. Shove it over to the guest on your right side. It will eat it and not say nothing.

If the prince asks how you are, just nod and say everything looks wonderful. If he smiles back at you, he will leave you alone.

But if he gets curious and wants to know more about you. Then you must prepare yourself and be careful what your answers are.

They are most important you see. Because if you answer one wrong, you will become a permanent guest at his parties. Look around you and see if you know anyone. Maybe someone who you remember went missing?

Don’t try to rescue them. They are so far gone, that they don’t even know who they are anymore. They are his toys now.

So, if you don’t want to end up as his new toy, follow these instructions.

Don’t make eye contact with him at all if you can and don’t give him reason to look your way.

If you take a mask off one of the guests and you can easily do this if one passes out on the table.

Then he will think you are just one of his other toys.

But if you can’t hide behind a mask, then keep your eye out for the rabbit that you followed in the first place.

Take something off the table to lure the rabbit away from the party table.

If he follows you, tell him he can have it if he takes you back home.

He might laugh at you but if it is something that he really wants like keys, yes he likes keys, he will take you back home.

Hint: Look inside some of the tea cups that are broken.

But you have to be quick as the longer you stay, the more difficult it is to leave.

Time is not on your side. The prince did away with time so you have no idea how long you have been there.

If even more guests show up suddenly, then you’ve been there way too long.

Pray that the rabbit likes you and is willing to take you back in exchange for keys.

Remember the damn keys.


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WONDERLAND-FLASH FICTION

 

Hope everyone is well! Today is a whimsical story about one of my favorite places-Wonderland! Hope you enjoy. 

 

 

 

 

 

Wonderland

Flash fiction

The clover field is where you will find him. He might talk to you if you are patient.

Sometimes he is quite busy and you might hear him mumbling to himself about something.

You might hear red queen or someone who refers to as Alice but sometimes it sounds like Evie.

Whoever they are, they cause him grief apparently.

The one thing that you do not want to do is follow him. You might end up in a strange place and getting back? You don’t want to go there. They call it Wonderland but there is nothing wonderful about it.

You don’t want to meet Alice or Evie, whoever they are.

The red queen doesn’t sound like someone you want to bump into either.

Just watch him and nod if he looks over at you. But don’t go over to him if he beckons you over.

If you do, he might ask you questions.

These questions are more like riddles and he want you to figure them out for him for some strange reason. Don’t try to figure them out.

Turn around and go home instead.

But if you find yourself standing in front of him trying to answer his riddles, keep these answers in mind.

First one: The key opens the heart shaped box. Don’t try to unlock the chest.

Second one: The sparrow keeps all secrets hidden. Promise it down and it will give you one secret.

Third one: The one who is a bit mad makes hats and would like some green ribbon. The dressmaker is the only one who has it.

Remember these strange answers and in return he might give you a nickel. If he does, consider yourself paid in full.

You are free to go.

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The Valentines Tree-flash fiction

Hello! Today is in honor of Valentines Day. Hope you enjoy!

I also have a new Dirty Paws cat short story up for sale! You can check it out here. It's called The Unusual Stay at Home Day. There are others there to check out as well. Happy reading!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Valentine Tree

Flash fiction

 

I had heard of this place but you couldn’t go there unless you had a love. I hadn’t had any love for a long time so I just had to sit back and hear the stories.

The description of this wondrous place sounded too good to be true, like it was out of some Alice In Wonderland story. Really?

As the special day crept closer, I decided not to be around my friends and planned a little trip away. I never even told them I was going away for a few days.

They wouldn’t miss me anyways.

A part of me was sad but also looking forward to getting away.

But of course the best laid plans don’t always go the way you would like.

First my car wouldn’t start. It worked fine the day before.

I wasn’t going to be defeated so I called a friend and he said sure.

My little secret of taking off was not a secret anymore. When he arrived he was full of questions as to where I was skipping out to.

I just shook my head and told him it was a business trip of sorts. By the grin on his face though, I don’t think he was buying my story.

We got in his car and on the seat is a bouquet of tiny pink roses and a heart shaped box filled with chocolates.

He saw me looking down at them but didn’t say anything. I didn’t ask either.

Just as we are about to turn off to the road to the airport, he keeps going. I looked over at him but he ignored me and kept driving. I could tell he had purpose.

Finally I asked. “You know you missed the turn off back there? I am supposed to arrive an hour early.”

He just grinned.

He drove to a small park and there was something about it that was different today. He finally looked over at me and said. “Come with me.”

I sighed and got out of the car. He waited for me and when I got close he held out his hand.

My heart skipped a beat and I shyly took his hand. This little tingle went up my arm.

“Where are you taking me?’

He looked down at me and winked. “Wait and see.”

We got to a small knoll overlooking the park. He faced me then and told me to close my eyes.

I did.

“Now,” he said. “Think about a tree with a heart shape top and red, white and pink flowers surrounding it.

I’m shaking my head. This sounded like some of the stories I heard about that place.

“Open your eyes.”

When I did, my eyes went wide. The whole meadow was covered in these small red, pink and white daisies. But what really stood out was this tree with a heart shape top.

“Wonderful isn’t it”?

“But I don’t have a love. How can this be?”

He sighed. “Yeah, you do have a love. You just don’t know it yet.”

My face flushed. “You?”

“Don’t look too shocked. It’s me if you are willing to be my valentine. If you say no, this will all disappear.”

I smiled. “Well, I guess we wouldn’t want that to happen, now would we?”

He smiled back. “No, we wouldn’t.”

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THE MOON GODDESS-FLASH FICTION

 

Hello everyone! Today we have this lovely lady that I saw as a moon Goddess. Hope you enjoy!

 

 

 

 

The Moon Goddess

Flash fiction

She comes on a calm night when the sky is clear and the moon glows white.

It happens during the witching hour.

If you’re patient, she will dance for you but you have to be quiet.

Her wings are as ethereal as the moon itself.

No one ever see her arrive so they don’t even know where she comes from.

The moon is so low that some think she walks out of the moon onto the water.

Maybe she does.

Her magic enchants those who watch her and they say she will bless you with good fortune.

As she performs the water almost moves with her but always holds her up. The moon maybe hold her too.

Her wings of light flutter giving a white ripple reflection on the water making it sparkle in the moon’s light.

As the moon shifts, her performance ends and with a blink of an eye all you see is the moon’s reflection on the water.

Then all is quiet.


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TABBY TALES-POEM

Hello everyone! Today we have a cat poem! I have a couple of tabbers myself. Hope you enjoy!  

 

 

 

 

 

 

Tabby Tales

Poem

The watcher he is and his eyes miss nothing from his perch.

Everything has its place around him. Anything that goes a miss is investigated.

If you could understand his language he would tell you tales of things in the tall grass that you and I have never seen.

His sharp hearing has heard things from far and near that would sound so strange that we would wonder.

To look at him he questions none of it as he accepts what is there and perhaps we would not. He cares not as he goes about his watching and observing.

One time he had disappeared for three days and we worried until the day he sauntered in through the front door without a care nor a nod for either of us.

That was his way.

The only thing we noticed was a small nick out of his left ear. Did he scratch his ear on something or did he have an encounter with something?

He hopped up on his cat stand and started to wash up. Every once in a while he would stop and look out the window as if he was checking on something.

Maybe the encounter?

Did it follow him back?

His words will not tell us but as he curls up to nap, he turns his back on the outside world and just lets the sun touch him.

His name is Sam.


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The Lighthouse Keeper's Wife

Good day to everyone! Today's flash fiction is a little ghostly. Happy reading! 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Lighthouse Keeper’s Wife

Flash fiction

They tended to the lighthouse for many years. It was a solitude life but it suited them.

Maria, the wife of the lighthouse keeper kept a garden that was most challenging to keep.

The strong winds off the ocean beat against her berm that protected her garden but not always.

Maria was not one to give up though. She went to the woods and chopped down young saplings and weaved a fence to put around her garden.

Her husband had to go into town for supplies and this time  so she stayed behind.

That night there was a terrible storm and she knew that she would be the one to tend to the lighthouse. Her husband would have to stay in town because of the storm.

She had done this before.

As she was tending to her duties in the lighthouse, she spotted something out in the distance. She wasn’t sure if it was a boat or otherwise.

She quickly went and got her binoculars and took a look out. It was a boat and small one at that.

The strange thing was, it was holding its own to the storm.

Maria went around to the far side where the light was going to shine but it passed over too quick for her to get a closer look.

Then it disappeared. That got her a little worried that maybe the boat was swallowed up.

There was a little bell that rung when someone was coming up the roadway to the lighthouse and it rang.

She ran down the stairs to see if it was the people in the little boat.

When she got down part way she could see a dark figure coming up the road. The beating rain and wind didn’t seem to bother them.

Maria watched for a moment before going down the rest of the way to the main floor. By the time she got there, the jingle of another bell went off.

Maria knew now that they would soon be at the front door. They had to go through her little garden to get to the entrance.

As she was about to open the door, this strange feeling came over her. It was a feeling of dread and that something bad had happened.

Maria opened the door and the stranger looked like her husband but it couldn’t be. He was in town.

The next few moments went by so quickly that no one knows exactly what happened that night.

The next day her husband came back and he found her in the garden.

She greeted him with a smile but he knew right away that something was not right.

When he asked Maria if everything was all right, she just smiled and said it was a peaceful night.

It was the next day when her husband discovered a small boat that had crashed against the rocks. There was one person lying beside the boat. He couldn’t find anymore and guessed if there was, they were swept out to sea.

He told Maria about it and that is when she told him of her story.

They both went back down to the small boat but there was no boat or man. They both disappeared.

Maria then knew who this stranger in the boat was and who was at her door.

That was her first husband who had died many years ago in a small boat trying to get back to her.
He finally made his way back home to her last night.

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