Faye Smith
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Stories (7/0)
Silenced
The cabin in the woods had been abandoned for years, but one night, a candle burned in the window. A sligh flicker like a fleeting thought- the kind that leaves as fast as it comes. The residual smouldering embers trying to reignite but darkness remained. She could not open her eyes nor make a sound from her slackended mouth. The fleeting thought burnt out. She drifted away.
By Faye Smith2 years ago in Fiction
Exile
Back when this world was full of magik and wonder, a fairy tale of sorts did brew. Not quite like the fairy tales you may have heard as a child with true love and princesses in magnificent castles. This tale is one of betrayal and evil. Let me tell you of the perilous story that ended a magical era.
By Faye Smith3 years ago in Fiction
Garden Child
What if you were told that magic was real, would you believe it? Magic is all around us; in the water that surrounds you, the grass under your feet and the breath in your lungs. Freya knew this with all of her being, she felt it live within her and tuned into it with all her being.
By Faye Smith3 years ago in Fiction
The Barn and The Guide
The nostalgic scent of that old barn fills her nostrils as she opens the rotting door. So much of her childhood was spent within these wooden walls. What once felt like they towered over her and made her feel so insignificant within them were now just a memory, a rotting memory.
By Faye Smith3 years ago in Fiction
A Grandmother's Hopes
As the funeral car pulled away, Jack couldn’t help but think of his inheritance. “Wonder how much the old woman has left me” he muttered to himself. The thing you need to know about Jack is that he was a selfish soul with very little regard for those around him, especially his Grandmother who was now being whisked away in a box to be put in the ground. He had no time for her you see. He would always be too busy to take her shopping or sit with her to have a cup of tea. And now, it was too late for any of this but he didn’t seem to mind. He went about his day with the thought of how much inheritance at the forefront of his mind.
By Faye Smith3 years ago in Families