Another installment of Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle. 100 words or so based on the image below. Click on the link (after this piece) and come join us! …….. Happy Holidays! At The Grotto
Falling trees can still grow sideways for a while. But, as we all know, fairies don’t worry about such things. They don’t worry about overgrown stairways or crumbling stone walls either.
“Let’s go on now, Emily,” Sara said. She floated, like a brilliant fog, atop the grotto steps.
“What if she isn’t there?” Emily flitted downward behind Sara.
When they reached the walkway, rounding a clover field, a little girl ran up to them. She smiled and twirled. “Shall we dance here tonight?” she asked.
“We can’t keep visiting her dreams like this,” Emily whispered.
PHOTO PROMPT – Copyright -Björn Rudberg