This week: FAERIES
The sun was just beginning to come up and I could feel the warmth of the protruding light bouncing off of my sleepy face. I awoke to a buzzing sound, an annoying throbbing vibration that circled around my head in many different directions left me feeling dizzy, sick to my stomach even, which put me in a mood of confusion and frustration. I began to swap my hand around, trying to keep the unknown creature from flying into my face. The pixie like fairy suddenly stopped hovering over my body and began to look directly at me as if she had something important to say. I began to look at her with more detail, tracing each wing with my eyes, and watching the loose bright orange glitter from her wings sprinkle specs of magic onto my bed sheets.
11 comments:
It is so strange: you thought of a pixie, I though of an elven woman... Yet they both came to us when we awoke! Lovely post :-)
Now I'm wondering what she had to say...I could just see her fluttering impatiently waiting for that moment of wakefulness!
Like Lisa, I now want to know what the fairy had to say. Good job of making your readers want more.
Sprinkling specs of magic. I liked that line a lot. Whatever she had to say was very important I think.
Your descriptions just sparkle! I enjoyed this a lot.
Ha! Never swat at faeries! That's a dangerous business, indeed!
I need to know what happens next.....!
a amgical stand off :)
This bought a smile to my face. This little pixie was determined to tell her something very important. Love the orange pixie dust. Nice work
Beautiful sensory imagery. Very nice...
Love this!!! Especially the 'tracing each wing with my eyes' :)
I like it, I like it. Calm, slow pace; nice full descriptions; a clear sense of what the character is thinking and feeling. Well done!
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