Friday, March 9, 2012
#RomanticFridayWriters: I Love You Because
Romantic Friday Writers is a flash fiction blog-fest every two weeks. We are given a theme and asked to write in 400 words or less something romantic about the theme. This week is: I Love You Because.
As I considered this week's theme, it occurred to that I write current day shorts between a man and a woman. Please don't judge me. I am a fantasy writer. Why not up the stakes and write about fantastical creatures? So here we go.
I Love You Because
What-Not took the wing cleaner and tried to reach behind his back to get the annoying bit of dust that had collected between his shoulder blades and wings. He nearly fell over. Laughter that sounded like a thousand tinkling bells made him frown. He stood up straight and turned to confront the observer.
Dip-and-Sway twitted between two aspens. Her petite frame perfectly enhanced by pink folds.
"What you laughing at?" What-Not trust out his lower lip in stubborn pride.
Dip-and-Sway twirled, giggling still. "Oh silly, you know you can't do that without help. Why don't you ever ask?"
"Ain't none of your business."
"I've watched you," she said. "The flower dusters flutter about close to the groaning trees. I see how you wait for the right opportunity to spray too much of the glittering powder over the bluebells. You can't help but catch some in your wings. All fairies know this."
"You gonna tell?"
"Have I yet?"
"Well..." flustered, What-Not held his tongue.
Dip-and-Sway came closer. She smelled of sweet grass and glistening water. Her blue eyes sparkled like fireflies. Long fingers wrapped between his. Her touch sent electric bolts through his body. Then he knew, fairies lived forever, but there came a time to mate. He'd be 500 in a few more days. All his life he assumed that no one would choose him. He was clumsy and awkward, stumbling over his own air swell. "Why?" he could say no more.
"I love you because," her voice soft. "Your eyes glitter and your nose turns red when you disagree with someone. I love you because, your purple hair gets lose around your collar when you fly. I love you because, when I dropped the mushroom sauce on my dress you winked at me and didn't join the others in their laughter. I love you because my heart dances when you pass me and if we touch, the night turns to hope that I may love you in the mists of Longlier. I love you because you are you. All stubborn pride and gentle whispers. I will be honored if on the day of choice, I am yours."
What-Not stood on legs that felt as if rubber had replaced all his muscles. "I am yours." Fairies rarely kissed, but he kissed Dip-and-Sway. Their wings fluttered as one.
Word Count 400
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