Halloween Party Prep The littlest Trick wept white, cobwebby tears when Lord Phantomdor chose potion-boiling witches. Choose me! he thought. Too shy to shout, he stayed still as a pumpkin. Trick�...
https://friendlyfairytales.com/2019/10/31/a-halloween-story/
dandelion down, its frozen petals and stem hoard sunshine Copyright 2018 Brenda Davis Harsham Notes: Florida is so cold, iguanas are falling from trees! Farther up the coast, thundersnow and coa...
Sprig Gnome tends his woodland garden. Thistle shears help him prune raspberry canes. He mulches fungus shingles atop his den, waters moss, and collects dinner. Before his basket is full, a s...
January Jones met Mavis Jingle, and they nibbled salt herring. “My dear,” Mavis chirped, and January nodded. “Did you see Babseal out-swim Ozbrrr Orca?” “I never did,” January exclaim...
Zelda knew the shore was forbidden to her. She clomped through sand in her big brother’s boots. He’d be mad if he knew she’d borrowed them. She wanted to catch a wild pony. Her brother ha...
https://friendlyfairytales.com/2015/12/02/the-moon-and-the-pooka/
The ad was enticing: “River view, private entrance, doorbug, generous acorn storage and no neighbors for several fae furlongs — a successful fairy’s dream residence.” Mister Fist...
Delft ended the morning with a thunderous sneeze. The force of his sneeze made him flicker into his Grey Hairstreak Butterfly form. He heard a gasp. “That wasn’t there a minute ago! Where di...
https://friendlyfairytales.com/2015/01/31/wild-elvish-missouri-dreams/
Prince Silver crunched golden birch leaves on his way to the Gather. In olden days, the sacred site had been a fairy mound, in the midst of an ancient oak and pine forest. The Sidhe elders hel...
https://friendlyfairytales.com/2014/11/23/silver-birch-grove/
“No, no, we cannot let in riffraff.” The countess was firm. “No exceptions. We have never taken a transfer student from a white dogwood school, and we never will.” Petalline’s head dro...
https://friendlyfairytales.com/2014/05/18/flash-fiction-dogwood-manor/
The sun was setting, cherry blossoms perfumed the air, and Esme’s handsome boyfriend, Al, paddled at her side. His fine, green Mallard head feathers looked purple in the waning sunlight. She ni...
https://friendlyfairytales.com/2014/05/05/flash-fiction-river-romance/