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Fairy Trap: A 300-Word Flash Fiction
“You’ve got it, right?”
I held the line as tight as I could, feeling the wire bite into my skin, “I think so, but this better be quick, I can’t hold it much longer!”
She looked between the trees; the darkening sky was making it hard to see anything anymore.
“I think it’s coming,” she whispered as a smile spread across her face.
A spot of light appeared in the distance, bobbing and weaving between the trees, the buzzing of tiny wings growing louder with each second. I felt my arms begin to ache, as the tension sapped the strength from me.
The buzzing ball of light darted towards us and as it almost passed, she yanked the other end of the wire we had built together, catching the light ball in a net.
“Ha-ha, gotcha!” she yelled as she ran towards our prize.
I released the wire, my arms and shoulders grateful for the sweet respite. I knew how important this was to her, and that made it important to me. Her face glowed from our quarry. Fairy hunting wasn’t often an easy pastime, but the rewards far outweighed the effort.
“So, what will you wish for this time, hopefully not another talking cat?”
“No more talking cats, Terence doesn’t shut up! Although, we could get another one so they…
