Well, yes, it’s Saturday now, not Friday. But here’s my best attempt at this week’s Friday Fictioneers – a little tale of a girl who’s determined to find her way into a world of magical perfection, with rainbows.
Your opinion is welcome, as always.
I skipped with joy when I saw the Gate at last. Who cared if I looked silly to mundane bystanders? Soon we would be truly in separate worlds. I’d have a lifetime of wonders to explore, while here, traffic rumbled beyond the screen of trees.
Mystic wisdom glimmered on the uprights. I burst through. I could still hear traffic. Another of those boring informational plaques, just ahead. “Build ten thousand wonders yourself. – Confucius”. A crumpled beer can glittered at its base. Ancient wisdom, huh? I turned to hike back.
The gate was gone. Now the plaque read “You wanted magic? You got it. Learn to use it. And pick up the can.”
I’d learn. Somewhere I’ll find the real gate.