OK. I was supposed to have been editing tonight, given the looming deadline for my book release in April… but Twitter beckoned. And there I found @ruanna3 and @saraleggz talking about a writing contest. About Fairies. And all of a sudden, one of those nightmare worries that looms in the mind of any pet owner coalesced into a quick Flash Fiction. So I’m posting it here as my entry to The Fairy Ring Writing Contest.
Puppy at Play
The sibilant whisper of wind tickled my whiskers. I had to work hard to discover the source of the scent that was distorting my sense of direction.
I was still a puppy to my parents, but my paws no longer tripped me up when I traipsed through the fields at the foot of our mountain range, and my ears had stiffened to a useful, perpetual perkiness that caught the slightest mouse rustling in the dried stalks of hay. I was grateful for this unauthorized opportunity to romp, despite my mother’s cautionary tales.
So here I was, under the full moon, having escaped my parents’ vigilance and elected to explore the expanding rings of curious night smells. The mist wreathed around me, creating more odorous whorls to confuse my tracking ability. Where normally I would have trotted nose to ground and tail alert in the air behind me, tonight I kept pausing, describing arcs with my snout, trying to latch on to that irregular effervescence that had enticed me under the yard’s fence.
And then it coalesced, drifting down to coat my fur in shimmer. I startled, howled, took off running, hoping to regain my body’s boundaries. The laughter on my back pushed my paws faster, and soon I saw other lights arrowing through the night. Panicky, I couldn’t even tell whether humor or malice drove the mirth.
Mother had warned me about the noisy mechanical beasts, but until the pain pulped my body, I hadn’t known the difference between human and otherworld lights. Now, a comforting warmth soothed me, and the whisper was clear by my ear: “We’re sorry; welcome to Underhill, eternal reward for a life cut short in play.”
The contest is open from now (midnight EST on 2/7/12) to midnight EST on 2/20/12.
To win, write a piece of flash fiction (300 words or less) on your (fictional or not) first-person encounter with a faery, goblin, or fantastical being of your choice. Post your entry on your blog and paste the link code into the HTML editor to be included.
1st Place: A copy of The Fairy Ring and a 10 page edit by Anna Meade.
2nd Place: A copy of The Fairy Ring and a 5 page edit by Anna Meade.
3rd Place: A copy of The Fairy Ring.
So let your imagination run wild. It can be whimsical, beautiful, emotional, creepy, mysterious or horrifying. I ask that you restrict your undead submissions to another contest (no zombies or vampires, please).