Dead Leaves
While
walking in the woods one crisp autumn morning, I saw a pile of dead leaves and couldn't resist jumping
into it and stomping all over it. The crunch of brittle leaves beneath my boots
made me giggle.
My
romp in the leaves was suddenly interrupted when an old lady grabbed my arm and
spoke to me in hushed tones.
"Things
are never what they seem to be. Never." she warned. Then she left.
There
I was disturbed, scattered with dead multi-colored leaves all around and I couldn't figure out what she meant.
The
wind suddenly picked up, blowing leaves all around me and sending shivers up my
spine. I closed my eyes and just stood still.
When
I opened my eyes, I was stunned to find myself in a perfect circle of leaves.
Only they weren't just leaves...
As
I looked closer, I stifled a shriek as I noticed dainty legs, arms, faces. I
was in the midst of fairies. And they were mourning what seemed to be the
oldest fairy of them all. I had just murdered their queen.
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