Residue Magic

PHOTO PROMPT © Amanda Forestwood

“It’s a magical stairway to the land of Faerie.”

Those moss-covered stones rising steeply up to destinations unknown did look magical, but she never let me take them.

Although she was bent and walked at a snail’s pace, Nana had a bit of magic of her own behind that twinkle in her eye.  The world took on a different tone when I was around her.

I stood looking up those steps, recognizing the street above.

I closed my eyes and remembered them through Nana’s eyes.

I shook my head.  I wouldn’t take that stairway and ruin her illusion. Not today.


word count = 100

Friday Fictioneers is hosted by  Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.  This week’s prompt is here and uses a photo by @ © Amanda Forestwood. If you want to join or see other stories, go to the inlinkz linkup.


I’ve been ultra busy late, so missed last week. I can’t promise I’ll be able to hit everyone’s story this week :( But I’ll try.

38 thoughts on “Residue Magic

  1. Bear

    Great story, Trent. I know you’re ultra busy, but please remember me in prayers for healing, and a diagnosis that mya/may not alter my time on this plane of existence.

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