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Wednesday, August 22, 2012

Today's #Scifi #fantasy flash fiction #TheFruitsofaFairysLabor

It was a dark and stormy night...”
Marshall Bruce Mathers III(Eminem)*


        Howdy howdy everyone! Methinks my BFF CJ will be over this weekend so maybe I'll be working on my book again. Maybe I'll have him look at my Writing Links page(it's in the upper right corner under the site title) to see what he thinks or if he has any links of his own.



The Fruits of a Fairy's Labor



         The faeries in the land of Darrizu had a difficult duty. A difficult labor they had to do. But they always did it. Some would become disgruntled over the years. Or even bitter that they were stuck doing this and other creatures of the land could choose what work they could do. But still most faeries stayed with the work and only a few left to seek other paths in life. This was because of the importance of their labor and the satisfaction of every time they finished doing something so vital despite how dull and hard the work was.
        The labor of a fairy was creating fairy dust and spreading it across the land. Most people thought that since a fairy sparkled and glowed as their wings made them flutter through the sky that fairy dust was also something that sparkled and glowed. They assumed that it was something as pretty as a fairy. In truth fairy dust looked ugly and dreary. Even worse than normal dust. It looked like a blackish-gray form of normal dust. A normal person would mistake it as a contaminate if they didn't know better. Fairy dust also had no flavor or taste. If someone tried they would taste nothing as if nothing had ever been placed into their mouth or been smelled at all. And despite fact it was thicker than average dust, when touched fairy dust felt as if a humid breeze kept touching the skin that contacted the dust even if the dust was completely dry. When wet the dust felt murky like surface of a swamp.
      The faeries harvested the dust by collecting the rock flowers and grinding them into the dust. The rock flower name was quite literal. They were rocks that bloomed perfectly in the shape of flowers from the magical mountains of the north enchanted long ago by the old Fairy Kings of Legend. The rocks were only an inch wide and the faeries had strength much greater than their size. Think of it like an ant. They would fly these rocks to their floating homes in the sky. These homes were massive hot air balloons made from dragon scales and lifted afloat by powerful, long lasting, magical fire from wood of the western wizard's wood.
     Faeries would bring them to their flying homes to make sure that the dust wasn't stolen by greedy wizards. Otherwise they would have happily worked on the ground. Because they worked in flying homes the faeries had to break the rock flowers into tiny pieces with their magical picks and grind it with special stones enchanted with all sorts of magic only the elders of the cities understood in any detail.
      Once finished the faeries would finally get the satisfaction of a job well done. A fairy got to choose how to use their dust. Fairy dust had the property of flipping the coin of fortune from bad luck to good. And instance of bad luck exposed to fairy dust could turn into good. An unfortunate accident on the road? The person stumbles upon some money in their time of crisis. Someone gets lost? Sprinkle fairy dust and they find not only a town but true love. Police will find evidence and artists will get inspiration. Fairy dust twists the darker side of fate brighter and no matter how hard the fairy must word slowly grinding those rock flowers into the fairy dust they can draw satisfaction from that.

       Quote Comment: Marshall Bruce Mathers III, our rapper star Eminem's real name, in my opinion actually sounds like one of those military generals you read about in the history books. Just read this:
        Marshall Bruce Mathers III served in World War II as the military general that lead the some of the biggest assaults on Germany. Historians believe that if it wasn't for his expertise in his air force and naval battle many battles and perhaps the war could have been lost. Though some experts disagree, there is a consensus that if it wasn't for Marshall Bruce Mathers III then many more American lives would have been lost.
       Doesn't that name fit really well? You Mr. Eminem have a very cool name.

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