Once Upon A Bed Again (Fairy Prose)
Fairies are very difficult creatures. They mean well and, with their wings all a flutter, they do try to make do with our world and our words and our ways. Sometimes, though, fairies actually need the help of us mere mortals. For instance, they are fairly dreadful at telling stories. Here is one example:
Once upon a bed there lived a magical pillow and its case. The other could never be certain which controlled the magic and so they lived happily lumped together often visited by fairies and other spirits of the night. Whatever it took to fight off the demons of the day.
Here is an attempt to add detail to the story:
Once upon a bed, besides a magical pillow and its case, there lived a white kitten with soft pink paws. The kitten liked to crawl under the pillow and its case then stick its head out just a bit from under and observe the production of getting ready for bed, after which all concerned would be visited by fairies and other spirits of the night. Whatever it took to fight off the demons of the day.
And a similar attempt to clear things up:
Once upon a bed, besides the magical pillow and its case, there lived a white kitten with pink paws who befriended several demons of the day. All were often visited by fairies and spirits of the night.
And that is where I come in. Or rather, that is when I was summoned. I will try my best to be of service but…fairies, as I’ve said, are very difficult creatures.
(This is a continuation of a piece I began in June. I may add to it now and then. If interested the first tiny piece is here: https://balconyviewz.wordpress.com/2013/06/22/those-old-pillow-fights-fairy-prose/ )