(100-word flash fiction)
She put the last firefly into the jar and closed the lid.
Twilight had quickly turned into night in the woods. Holding the jar up to let the glowing light from her captives guide her she pushed forwards.
Light glowed from windows in the distance. Soon, she would be home.
That’s when she saw it. A huge firefly, meandering lazily to her right.
‘Ah! The prize catch,’ she thought as she stepped towards it.
Her hand closed in on a cold metal object on the other side of which was a sneering face.
“What have you got there, little girl?”
I have been getting comments about the incongruity of my blog name and the dark nature of some of my stories. Here’s my take on it. Joy, peace, love are states of being and is our essential nature. It’s like the sun, always there, even when we cannot see it. Emotions like despair, anger, jealousy etc are transitory. Like dark clouds that obscure the sun. They come and go but the sun stays like our true nature which is that of joy and love. Therefore, I will always be Just Joyfulness 😀 (Phew! That turned out to be mini-post 🙂 )
Thank you Rochelle for so ably orchestrating the Friday Fictioneers gathering. Thanks to the weekly prompt, I get to keep my writing pencils and wits sharpened.
Nice explanation of your name and nature. Good story, although the ending is terrifying. I hope she screams and runs.
Thanks Rochelle. I hope so too.
Hey, anybody can write anything regardless of how they are perceived. Which reminds me, the fireflies are out right now. The story comes out and goes BOO! at me. I would have awakened upright if that had been a dream. YIKES!
Fireflies are out over there? how wonderful? No such luck here 😦
Yeah. Here in Kansas they usually show up around early to mid-July. Then, in August through September, the butterflies!
Intriguing and chilling!
For a second there this was a just joyful story… and then a cruel twist at the end! Great story.
Thanks Iain. Maybe it’s her big brother, playing a prank 🙂
Great story!! I love the tension at the end there, it’s really good. I completely understand your comments about joy at the end there, too; joy can only exist with its opposition, and both are a part of life, inexplicable and inseparable.
Thanks so much.
Love the end in all its chilling menace… I hope for something nice to wrap it up
Thanks Bjorn. Maybe she hits him on his head with her glass jar 🙂
Quite ominous. 🙂
Yes, but it could be turned around 🙂
My goodness, this is creepy! Great though!
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Thanks Keith 🙂
Loved your story Keith. It’s so sweet, gentle and sensitive. Blogger wouldn’t let me post my comment on your post, though 😦
Ah, not just a regular old firefly. Very menacing touch.
A real spooky fairy tale. Well done.
Scary one. That’s got me worried.
Thanks for reading Patrick!
The time of fireflies is just ending where I live. What a lovely beginning and dark ending, I love it. Andhow boring to only always write joyful stories. Life is not like that, and we need to be aware of darkness to appreciate the light.
Thanks for the compliment Gabriel. And very true about darkness and light.
I felt the menace in this story, rather like Little Red Riding Hood. But your story feels more right for todays readers
Thanks Michael 🙂
I agree the beginning a lovely tale which brought back happy memories and then bam that last line changed everything. There was a Red Riding Hood feel to this. Well done.
Thanks so much!
Great surprise ending–and I hope she has the sense to scream and run!
Thanks Granonine. Yes, I hope so too 🙂
Ooh great twist!
Thanks Louise. I missed your podcast, I’m sure it went well 🙂
It did thank you. It’s still there to watch if you wanted to 😃
What a sinister fisherman you’ve conjured up.
This is like a child’s nightmare.
Thanks Dawn 🙂