I wrote this story for Cracked Flash Fiction (CCF). It is part of “Enchanted Love”, which is from this flash fiction that CCF picked as the week’s winner and which I am now contemplating on turning into something longer, inspired by Ronel.
Prompt: He leaned against the tree with a sigh.
He leaned against the tree with a sigh of despair, or perhaps resignation, but not sadness. A hint of sadness perhaps, understandably, because he hadn’t found his one main reason for living. He didn’t even know what he truly wanted in life. But, he loved riding. His horse was his friend and the giant tree by the river in the forest his bliss.
He enjoyed the outdoors. In his presence, nature came alive and he became not only a willing witness but a happy participant. He was happier when the fairies came out to play.
“Fairies? What fairies?” he asked aloud. “Fairies don’t exist. I’m hallucinating.”
“Those fairies on the riverbank,” a voice replied. He turned, stunned. She continued, “You see them. They must be real.” Her eyes twinkled.
“Um, ah, I’m,” he stammered. “I’m dreaming. I’m sure.”
She touched his arm. “These?” she gestured all around. “All real.” She smiled. “I’m Mary.”
He gawked at her, looked around, nodded at the fairies, and shook his head. “I’m sorry,” he said finally. “I’m Alejandro.”
Hours passed. They chatted like they’ve known each other for years.
Some fairies brought flowers. Alejandro picked one and gave to Mary. He suddenly felt alive.
“I like you.” Mary stroked his cheek.
He was smiling lovingly. “I do—” Alejandro was cut short abruptly.
There stood an extra-ordinarily tall man with leaf-shaped ears, crystal blue eyes and golden hair. He sparkled as the sun shone on him directly. “Mary is mine,” he declared.
“No, Marcos!” Mary glared at him. “I’m not yours.” She raised her hands, pointed at Marcos, above her head. He stood transfixed.
Mary urged Alejandro to leave. “I’ll see you tomorrow,” she whispered.
Riding away, Alejandro looked back to see Mary release blinding lights. Marcos vanished. Into the limbo.