Dust Bowl Sue

Sue grew up in a loving home, but she wanted to see the world.

The problem was she was surrounded by vast wastelands.

She often contemplated running away.

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One night she packed as much food, equipment and water into her bag as she could.

As soon as her parents had fallen asleep she left on her journey.

The coolness of the night gave her comfort.

It eased her on her way.

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But Sue had not thought about the sun.

As soon as the day broke the sun scorched her skin.

She saw nothing but dead lands ahead of her.

The dust blew in the wind.

It cut and blinded her.

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She soon began to camp during the day to get out of the heat, and travelled by night.

After a few days, her food and water supplies were running low.

Heat and exhaustion had driven poor little Sue to near madness.

She saw things.

Evil things.

The devil tempted her with oases full of cool, sparkling water.

She saw her loved ones waving from afar.

Her flesh withered and her bones stiff, but onwards she staggered.

Her will was strong; she would not give up her soul.

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But what of poor Sue now?

Is she nothing but dust?

Does her soul wander the wicked wastelands from which she could not escape?

Some say her cry can be heard in the howl of the winds.

Others say she’s feasting in a faraway land.

We’ll never really know what happened to Sue, or know the true extent of her nightmarish journey.


Stephen Riordan. (27/4/14).

A Dance With The Fay

A girl of little years was often overlooked by her parents.

She was a lonely soul, so one day she went down to the forest.

Among the trees and bushes, a merry folk of people appeared,

For the girl was mature in the field of the heart.

A much older man or woman might have walked past the sight.

But they invited her to dance, and so she did all day until the sun set.

And then she died.

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Now, many a rumour has gone about surrounding the truth of her disappearance.

“Drowned in the river the poor thing,” some villagers would remark,

But only a day before they’d have barely batted an eyelash at the girl.

Some say she ran away.

Others to this day swear they’ve heard whispers in the forest without footsteps to match them.

But the truth remains is that she entered into the world of fairies,

And she was freed of the cruelty of humans with their constant bickering.

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When old misers warn of the dangers of stumbling upon a fairy fort, they only have it half right.

One will only be cursed if one learns the ways of the fay and chooses to continue their life as a human.

The curse will be doubled if this human shares the information with another.

Of the cursèd, they experience lifelong misery and misfortune.

They also say never accept an invitation to dance with the dead or the fay.

What men have failed to share is the advantage of locating a fairy fort.

A human will be transformed into a fairy and given eternal life in the land of the fay.


Stephen Riordan. (1/3/13).