First Frost

Aylsa promised him she would leave that life behind.

But, what would it hurt to help? 

She entered the forest as the temperature rose with the sun and the frost began to melt.  Droplets dislodged from pine needles and fell toward the forest floor.  She dove to catch as many as she could.  For each droplet saved, the soul of a winter fairy crossed from Solstice. By the end, twenty beautiful souls stood before her.

“Thank you, sister.  Now, it is our time to live as you.”

Their collective magic melted her human form and sent her back to Solstice.

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Having been away for several weeks, I’m so happy to return to the “Friday Fictioneers” writing challenge hosted by the lovely Rochelle Wisoff Fields.  With the help of a photo prompt to inspire, we are to write a 100-word story.  This week’s interesting photo was contributed by Ronda Del Boccio.

If you would like to join in with this encouraging group of writers or read their stories from this week, click HERE.

Traveling back to the US to spend time with family, I enjoyed a bit of snow while there.  Something I don’t get to do here in Hong Kong.  It was magical so this week’s photo reminded me of icicles on a tree and the story went from there.

Thank you for stopping by and reading my story!