Quinn and the Fairies
Quinn and the Fairies Posted In: Blog, Short Stories
Quinn was a precocious puppy. She loved being outdoors, especially in the garden. Vines, leaves, flowers, she loved them all. She loved sitting the grass, especially when it was newly cut. She could sit there and take in the scent for hours. Her little pink nose was constantly wiggling, absorbing all the new scents in her garden. Even on a rainy day you could find her outside, her white hair turning brown in the dirt.
On one end of the garden there was a small hill. As a puppy Quinn never ventured too close to this mound of dirt. To her tiny self it seemed humungous. However as she got bigger the mound didn’t seem so intimidating and also her instincts to dig holes and bury things was starting to kick in and this looked like the perfect hiding place.
One day she decided to bury her toy bone in the mound. She started to dig a hole, slowly at first and then as the hole got bigger, she dug more vigorously. Feeling a bit tired she left the hole to finish sometime later. However when she returned to the mound, the hole had filled back up. Quinn was so confused. She could not understand where her newly dug hole had disappeared to. This happened quite a few times much to her confusion. The holes she had dug in other places were still there.
One afternoon a few days later, she was just sitting in the grass enjoying the scent of the newly opened lilies when out of the corner of her eye she saw something moving but when she turned her head there was nothing there. This happened a few times until she decided to turn away from the mound and eventually she fell asleep.
Quinn started to dream. In her dream some small people with colourful clothes and wings came to her. She had never seen anything like them before. They were all around her, trying to speak to her. As she started to stir, she realized that she was not asleep anymore and the small people were actually there with her. Somehow she could understand their language. She did not bark at them but tried to communicate with soft grunts.
They told her that they were fairies from Fairyland and that mound was their home. By digging holes in the mound she was destroying part of their home. Quinn felt badly. She could sense that the fairies were gentle creatures and she did not want to destroy their home. She apologized to the fairies and promised to dig her holes elsewhere.
From that day on she visited the mound regularly, but not to dig holes but to play with her new friends, the fairies.
I’ll read this to Amelia & Anaïs.
Thanks for sharing.
I liked it a lot. 👍🏼🙂