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BlogFlash 2012 Day Twenty: Sports

“Wow, that’s incredible!” Eliza said, staring in wonder at Rowland’s dazzling skin.
He returned to his human form to keep other people from noticing.
“So, you’re not freaking out?”
“It’s a lot, don’t get me wrong, but… I do think it’s amazing. I kind of overreacted the other day.”
“That’s okay, it’s understandable. There’s more I need to tell you. At the core, we faeries are inherently good. We stick up for what’s right; that’s our nature. But there is one who seems to have turned from our ways—Vick. He is intent on keeping us apart. Says a faery falling in love with a human would pollute our world. He was the one behind the attack at the library. Trying to hurt you has become a sport to him.”
“He’s a faery too?”
“Yeah, but he doesn’t exactly look like me. His heart is as dark as his skin and wings, and his eyes are black and cold. I’m working on a way to get rid of him, I just need a little time. However, I fear that’s the one thing we don’t have.”

BlogFlash 2012 Day Nineteen: Fireworks

Eliza and Rowland sat across from each other on the patio of her favorite coffee shop.
“You probably want to know what I am, to start off.”
Eliza nodded.
“I’m… a faery. I know it sounds crazy. I’m in my human form now, but in my other form, I have wings and shimmering skin. Don’t worry, I’m not two inches tall or anything.”
Eliza cracked a smile as Rowland continued.
“We’re allowed to pass over into your world for periods of time. You were something of a surprise; no faery has ever fallen in love with a human before.”
Eliza spoke for the first time since Rowland started his speech. “Can I see you, you know, as a faery?”
“Not the wings, not here anyway. But…”
Rowland stretched out his arm toward Eliza. As she watched, his tan skin slowly started to shimmer, sparkling in every color imaginable. As the flecks of shimmer caught the sunlight, it was as if his skin was exploding in a beautiful and dazzling fireworks display.

BlogFlash 2012 Day Eighteen: Wild at Heart

Dearest Eliza,

I apologize for springing that information on you the other day. I know you don’t believe what I was saying, and I should have been honest with you from the start. I would like to explain everything to you, if you’d be willing to meet me.
I must tell you, I am wild about you. I love you, Eliza. And even though I’m not from your world, deep in my heart I know there is no one else meant for me—from my world or yours.

With Love,
Rowland

BlogFlash 2012 Day Seventeen: Graveyard

Rowland’s heart nearly stopped when he heard the door slam. Did he just lose her for good?
No. He couldn’t accept that.
Rowland took a walk outside, heading nowhere in particular. Ten minutes later, he found himself wandering through the nearby graveyard. He read all the names on the headstones as he walked past.
Not only did he need to find a way for Eliza to hear him out, but something needed to be done about the creature. He was obviously the one behind the incident at the library. Thankfully Eliza wasn’t hurt, but she could have been… Or worse. Rowland shuddered. That was attempt number two on her life.
If he couldn’t think of a solution fast, the next headstone in the graveyard might be Eliza’s.

BlogFlash 2012 Day Sixteen: Different World

Eliza rushed to Rowland’s house after the incident at the library. She knew everything was connected somehow, and she was going to find out what that connection was.
Rowland answered the door with a welcoming smile on his face, but his smile turned to confusion when he saw her disheveled hair and crossed arms.
“What happened?” Rowland said.
Eliza explained the whole scenario. “…And on top of all that, I think your friend, Vick, was involved after what he said in the woods, and…”
“Wait, Vick was in the woods?”
“Yeah, he said you didn’t really love me, and I should stay away. I didn’t see him, but I recognized his voice.”
Rowland sighed. “Eliza, I need to tell you something… I’m not from here.”
“From where, Oregon?”
“No, I’m from a whole different world, sort of.”
“Like, Mars, or something?”
“No, kind of like a different dimension. I’m not totally human, I’m…”
“Okay, sure. This is ridiculous. I’m out.”
Eliza left his house, letting the door slam behind her.

BlogFlash 2012 Day Fifteen: Books

Eliza wandered along the upper level of her favorite library. She loved this one in particular because it was the only one in the area with a vast selection of old, vintage books. The timeless atmosphere always cleared her head.

Why would Vick follow her into the forest and try to convince her that Rowland didn’t love her? And why did she pass out?

Behind her, a random book thumped on the ground. As she turned to look, multiple books on the shelves above her started to fall, as if some invisible force was pushing them. She started to run, narrowly missing the wave of falling books that followed her.

Reaching the staircase and looking out across the library, every book on every shelf simultaneously flew off, clobbering those unlucky enough to be standing under them.

BlogFlash 2012 Day Fourteen: Children

“Where am I?” Eliza said, looking around the room.
“You’re safe, at home,” Rowland’s soothing voice said. He was sitting on the edge of her bed, holding her hand in his.
“What happened?”
“I found you passed out in the woods and carried you home. You’ve been out for a whole day.”
“My class!” Eliza shot up, but immediately laid back down.
“The children are fine. I called the school and they got a substitute.”
“In the woods…There was someone there. I heard a voice, but I blacked out before I saw anyone.”
Then it hit Eliza why the voice in the woods sounded so familiar. It belonged to Vick, the man she met at Rowland’s birthday celebration.
“What did the voice say?” Rowland asked.
“I… don’t remember,” she lied.

Five Sentence Fiction – Distance

“You’re a… pyro…” Chris said in horror as he jumped back, putting distance between himself and Violet.

Violet again ignited the indigo flames in her hand as blue and purple light flickered and reflected off their faces.

“I need your help,” Violet said, pleading with the young man who had claimed to love her only days prior.

“This is too bizarre; I’ll keep your secret but I can’t go with you.”

Violet nodded as she walked out into the rain, distancing herself from everything that was once her life.

BlogFlash 2012 Day Thirteen: Forest

Eliza slung her backpack over her shoulder as she walked toward the edge of the forest. Rowland was busy working, but she couldn’t get the image of the beautiful sunset out of her mind. So she was determined to find his favorite spot, even though he couldn’t join her. It was better than sitting home alone all night.
“I’ve got to be getting close,” she thought out loud, after an hour of searching.
Two hours into her trek, she still had not found the spot. The sun was gone and now she was lost in the dark.
“Great.”
“Hello, Missy,” a sly voice said behind her. She turned at the sound, but saw nothing.
“Who’s there?”
“You don’t belong with him,” the voice whispered. It sounded familiar, but she couldn’t quite place it. “He doesn’t really love you. Get out while you still can…”
The trees spun as Eliza’s consciousness stared to slip, and she collapsed on the forest floor.

BlogFlash 2012 Day Twelve: Celebration

“Happy birthday!” A crowd shouted as Rowland walked into Eliza’s house.

Inside, the happy faces of his friends and coworkers greeted him with smiles and applause.

“Rowland, aren’t you going to introduce me to your lovely friend?” A sly voice said behind him.

Rowland turned to see the creature. It was in its human form: no wings, his skin was pale, and his hair was a dark brown. Only his eyes betrayed him; they were as black as Rowland remembered.

Rowland’s heart pounded. Barely able to sputter out a sentence, he said “Eliza, this is…”

“Vick,” the creature interjected, extending his hand to Eliza, who shook it politely.

Inside, Rowland was screaming like a madman as he watched her skin come into contact his.

As soon as Eliza was distracted, Rowland forcefully grabbed the creature by the arm.

“You touch her again, and I swear I’ll kill you myself. Got it?”

“Bit jumpy, aren’t we?” it said with a crafty grin.

A moment later, the creature was gone, leaving Rowland grasping the air where its arm had been.