The Fairy's Garden_Through Another's Eyes_Ezekiel's Eye_A Dream Weaver
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The Fairy's Garden
“I’ve had it!” I groaned, to no one in particular, as I walked into my bedroom, and after dropping everything previously held in my hands on the floor. At work my boss man had insisted that I work with Brian. Brian is the most conceited man I’ve had the displeasure of ever working with, and for some reason I end up doing it often.We work for a few minutes and then Brian sits on his butt and talks about the other women who work with us. I’m the one focusing on staffing issues, sorting through endless applications noting who needs to be hired, and more. Brian was brought on to help me, not sit a...
Through Another's Eyes
Through Another’s Eyes Every time I met a human it was always the same. They always stared and then their little mouths would drop open and some incoherent neighing would come out for a moment before they remembered that at a young age they had been taught language. They would ask, “Am I dreaming or is there a unicorn standing in front of me right now.” then they would usually turn to the human standing next to them to confirm that yes in fact they were seeing a fully grown unicorn. I was always tempted to be snarky and say, “What gave it away? Was the horn in the middle of my face o...
Ezekiel's Eye
The small child held his arms up and beamed at the woman. Bright sunshine lit up his features as he waited for that glorious moment when she would lift him high and hold him close. His plump backside bounced expectantly on the soft green grass and his adoring gaze never left the face of the woman who stood two metres away.He waited. The woman was smiling down at the child as quiet tears fell from her eyes. Her breathing was deep and overly controlled. Her face was frozen with eyes locked onto the adoring face of the child, whose arms were still outstretched. Even as his excited bouncing slowed...
A Dream Weaver
Authors note: So normally I don't write author's notes, so this is quite new to me. I was challenged by Rhondalise Mitza to write about something positive. As she would've put it "Where's the love in the world, Anna?" Well, Rhondalise, it isn't in my writing but hey, I tried to write something so happy It would make you puke rainbows and fart butterflies. Well, here's your positive short story, enjoy it in your honeysuckle garden atop cloud nine as you enjoy fine dining with your adorable dogs from Narnia. Dreams litter the night sky like stars. Some burn out, with either the passion of super...