fairy tale friday: on the road to Dnalrednow

copyright Anja Partin

Autumn in Wonderland photography  by Anja

Oh, we have to grow up. We are given no choice.

We can no longer take the Road to Dnalrednow.

We knew the magic words that made the dark woods open, leaving a canopy of green above.

We had talismans to keep us safe on the road. There were dangers but we overcame them.

My talisman was a piece of sea glass, polished to a deep-sea blue, reflecting the sky. Put my hand into my pocket to rub it’s smooth sides. Safe.

We whispered to each other. The silence of the woods seemed to demand it.

The road changed course at times. Winding this way or that. Dnalrednow called to us. We could always find our way.

Dnalrednow. Meadows of sweet poppies and daisies. Fruit trees, branches hanging low.

The wind blew from the east. A good omen. Things were as they should be. Our presence expected and welcomed.

Fairies in gossamer gowns, fluttering translucent wings came to greet us. The table set for gingerflower tea and berry cakes. Our mood seemed to determine who would be hosts to pour the tea and pass the berry cakes.

At some point, we would have to return to our world. The path home seemed longer, the darkness of the trees threatening, sounds frightening.

We turned once more to wave at our friends, and stepped back into the ordinary.

If I put my quill down now. If I rubbed the sea glass. If I said the magic words. If I looked for the entrance with eyes of memory. Could I find the Road to Dnalrednow. Could I run down the path of youth, of children’s dreams, of soft afternoons with fairies and tea.

 

{phylors phlash phiction: Having done some flash fiction posts, there is a self-imposed 300 words or less on certain blog posts. Word Count: 289}

 

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8 thoughts on “fairy tale friday: on the road to Dnalrednow

  1. sunshine and chaos May 25, 2014 / 5:24 pm

    Great story. We all need to find a way to go back. And I think almost any road will do, we just have to let go of the ordinary for a while.

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    • phylor May 25, 2014 / 9:35 pm

      Thanks for the nice compliment!
      Letting go of the ordinary is a wonderful thing. You’re right: it doesn’t have to be a special road. It’s why you travel it that matters most.
      Sorry haven’t been commenting!

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  2. Bastet May 25, 2014 / 12:41 am

    Love this tale…and wish we could all pop back into the extraordinary!

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    • phylor May 25, 2014 / 12:34 pm

      It would be wonderful to pop back into the extraordinary. Children find it so easily; it’s a shame as adults we lose the ability to, or at least the map.

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      • Bastet May 25, 2014 / 12:37 pm

        Fortunately not always, but yes it is more difficult, and not considered desirable either.

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        • phylor May 25, 2014 / 12:58 pm

          I agree, there are adults who can pass between the portal of ordinary and extraordinary. I think writers, poets, artists and creative people find the road.
          But, we are always told to “grow up” so that we leave the road behind. That really is a shame.

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  3. summerstommy2 May 24, 2014 / 9:00 pm

    I love that idea of stepping back into the ordinary. Very well done enjoyed your tale very much.

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    • phylor May 25, 2014 / 12:36 pm

      Thank you. I think there is a little part in all of us that would like to find the road. If we could step between ordinary and extraordinary, what tales we could tell!

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