Night fairies walk through the garden of chaos.
“Looks like the gnomes have started to set up structure here.”
They observe a partially built shelter.
“Perhaps we should help them finish it?”
“Certainly.”
Hours pass as they gather twigs and leaves, setting them with precision and care, even adding a few flowers here and there.
“It’s pretty.”
“Impressive!”
“We really do excellent work,” they all agree.
The sun rises. Singing of gnomes can be heard. The fairies duck behind plants and wait. When the gnomes arrive they stare dumbfounded at the completed shelter.
“Now ignite it!”
A fairy strikes a match…
Written for Masters of Flash Fiction
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Nice twist!
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Thank you ♡
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Genius work 👏 and the sad truth of life!
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Thank you for thinking so! Life does tend to throw in a bunch twists doesn’t it?
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Absolutely!
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The gnomes are no match for the fairies !!😇
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Exactly!
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Loved the twist!❤
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Love it!
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thanks!
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