Monday's slip of fiction, in 58 words

Monday. Time for a Fiction in 58.

Pixie Stix

He’s found them in an old fashioned candy store and buys as many as a dollar affords. He tucks them into his back pocket and runs to the woods.
He stops at a bend in the brook and sprinkles Pixie Stix dust into clear water. Sparks erupt across his gaze, as pixies flit and dance around the ferns.

2 comments:

Catherine Denton said...

So much said in so little words. Plus, I love fairies. Wonderful!

RachelRenae said...

I saw a picture in my mind. Delightful! :)