Five Sentence Fiction – Harvest

Eliza walked along the path in the enchanted garden under the glistening rays of the sun.

The flowers were in their prime, ready to be harvested of their magical dust.

Faeries were supposed to be happy… and who wouldn’t be in a gorgeous place such as this?

But Rowland hardly noticed her anymore, leaving her abandoned in an unfamiliar world.

He had harvested her heart from humanity’s field, and let it shrivel up, alone.


Check out the Five Sentence Fiction weekly challenge created by Lillie McFerrin.

This story can stand alone, but it is part of a short story series I’m writing called, The Transformation. You can read the rest of the series here.

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