Flash fiction: the marvels




We dance under the wires, fairy legs, fairy feet, can’t touch, won’t touch! Here we are, making our way through. They think the wire can keep us? We are the Folk; we are the ones with dreams and sight. We are the makers of wonder; we slide into the children at night.

Put up your wires, just try, we will still come.

You can’t end or break us; we are spun silver, we are riddle, we are gold.

In the morning, the children sit at their desks and under the drone of This and That, they draw the marvels we gave them last night.



I actually posted a different story for this prompt at first, but then wrote another one because the first one made me sad. I realised I get to do that—change my mind, change the ending. I am a writer! I choose Path B.

This is a 100-word story written for the Friday Fictioneers, an international writing community hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. The photo prompt comes from Madison Woods. If you’d like to join the Fictioneers this week, click here. To read this week’s stories, please click here.

I haven’t been here for a couple of weeks, and I am sorry to have missed two whole story cycles! It is lovely to be back.

14 thoughts on “Flash fiction: the marvels

    1. Thank you! I really like that you see the possibility of darkness in this story. I saw the fairies differently, not as malevolent beings but as dream planters—determinedly sowing imagination into children being drained of it. But I’m very glad the story is open enough to see another interpretation. I like my rebel fairies very much, and am perhaps my own rebel fairy, because I’m always teaching my students to daydream, and look for marvels. 🙂


  1. I think Neil is right about the air of menace. It’s beautiful, lyrical, and imaginative. And it’s also one tiny step away from the ‘folk’ realising that they have the means to influence their young hosts in other, less desirable ways. There’s a determination about their activities. Well done, just lovely.

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    1. Thank you so much, Sandra! And yes, they are very influential. I hope none of them decide to misuse their powers! In my reply just above this one I mention how I see these fairies. To my mind they’re a tiny, rebellious gang of dreamers and hopers. I think some still visit me every night, and I’m grateful for that. 🙂


  2. I love this. Faeries are free spirits, and like all free spirits, they can’t be locked out, they have a mind of their own and are determined. The words are just beautiful. I’m glad you chose path 2.

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    1. Thank you! Yes, free spirits exactly. If they could be real, I’d wish them to life in an instant. Maybe they are real, in human form? Recognisable by their passion and support for others and big, bright ideas. I am glad I chose path 2 too. 🙂


    1. I am such a huge daydreamer. Sometimes in the middle of someone talking to me I realise I’ve gone utterly elsewhere. Then I’ve got to try and figure out what it is they’re saying and why I’m not in the marvellous place I took myself. Those pesky fairies! I blame and love them equally.


    1. I love that people could take the story in different directions, but definitely saw my fairies as quite fiercely kind and hopeful beings (if you can be fiercely kind! I think you can be.).

      Thank you for the five wings! I promise to use them well! 🙂


  3. Glad to meet you and have had a chance to read your story. I loved the musical tone and movement of the piece. The story danced through my head as I read, much like I imagine little fairy feet would. It makes me wonder how dream catchers are able to snare the bringers of bad dreams and allow the Folk to slip through? Thanks for sharing and happy trails! 🙂


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