Time for Friday Flash 55, that online carnival of stories told in precisely 55 words.


And if you play be sure to let the G-Man know

Here’s mine:

 

“I’d like to go to the other side,” she sighed, “But there is no bridge.”

Having heard about the magic in the cool, green forest across the gorge, she stood at the edge and peered longingly across until the light was gone. Behind her, the faeries went about their silent work in the tall trees.