Thursday, February 16, 2012

Fairy Ring Contest

Hi, I'm not dead and I do remember the fact that I have a blog. :)

I'm joining in a super fun contest courtesy of Anna Meade over at Yearning For Wonderland. She's delightful and this contest made me excited. Here's my little 300 words of fairy encounter. I guess I'm kind of melancholy today. Heh.








Please Send This To My Fairy:

The first time I saw you, you weren’t very pretty, and to be quite truthful, I was a little scared of you. I was right to be so, wasn’t I?
            
The second time I saw you, against the white walls of my prison, your black and blue hair stuck out and when your pale green hand brushed my cheek, I almost cried.
          
  You were angry at them, too.  I was so frail then and you knocked the cup out of my hand as you gathered me up and we flew away.  The medicine made me afraid of going outside – and I knew the nurses wouldn’t let us – but I wanted to trust you.  
          
  You don’t know how sick I am, I thought, breathing the woodsy scent of your clothes, feeling your heartbeat against my temple. So familiar yet, so foreign.
           
You told me I wasn’t sick. You said it so fiercely I banished the thought from my head – just for you. We were together; I was thrilled you had come, so I tried my hardest to fight against my medicine.
            
Those days passed much too quickly. You wreathed my pale head with flowers – I kept one. So I would hold on. You sang me to sleep in your arms as twilight trickled into the sky. You whispered things in my ear: you were sorry, you loved me, you were coming back, you would keep me next time, and soon.
           
But can you keep a mortal?
            
Now I sit within my white walls, with my pills and my nurses, fighting to decipher the illusions from the dreams and the dreams from reality. They tell me I’m still very sick. They tell me you weren’t real.
            
I’m holding onto my flower, my love. The drugs can’t take everything away.
            
But please come soon. 

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20 comments:

  1. So very bittersweet, so well done... I was the caregiver for my late husband as he fought his cancer. This really struck a note with me.

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    1. Thank you. I know those are bittersweet memories... I hope it brought back the sweet ones too!

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  2. This is glorious. I absolutely adore this entry.

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  3. Deeply moving. Thank you for writing this, Kenzie :)

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    1. Thank YOU for coming up with such a fun contest!! :) I was so excited to participate. :)

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  4. Haha, schnikes is a great word. :) Thanks!

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  5. dear McKenzie, this is very moving. You have pulled so many beautiful moments into your story. I'm overwhelmed.

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    1. Thank you, Jo-Anne!!! I hope its a good overwhelmed!

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  6. What a gripping and sad story. I enjoyed reading it.

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  7. Wow, that was excellent. Sad and hopeful all at once. Nice work.

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  8. So sad! I hope the fairy returns... :(

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  9. Poignant and desperate hope, heart ache, struggle and sacrifice...so wonderfully said!

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  10. This is so bittersweet. I tried to write a novel on a woman in this position, dealing with similar confusions, but it was so hard to sustain. This was very well done :)

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