365, Prose, Writings

Lost fairy

She dances under the full moon light, all night long, keeping up with the tradition of her kin of fairies and nymphs and tree spirits, hoping maybe this time under the full moon glow, she’ll meet her knight in shining armor.

But her nightly escapades only leave her with blodied feet.

She’s lost on a wrong century.

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