The earth rumbled and everything
in the house wobbled as the thirteenth earthquake of the week hit the small
village. "Those damned earth trolls," Bonnie exclaimed as she watched
the family pictures on the walls sway, coming dangerously close to falling off
their hooks.
"I hope today’s sacrifice works,"
Joey replied without looking up from his newspaper.
"Me, too. I'm getting tired
of their demands. The last five fairies were perfectly good. Fussy
bastards!" Bonnie said then went back to her knitting.
Later that afternoon, everyone in
the village gathered around the square. A jeweled gilded cage with a beautiful
fairy inside was placed before the altar. Her wails could be heard for miles.
The high priestess called on the gods to bless the offering then beseeched the
earth trolls to accept their gift. Everyone waited with bated breath.
Suddenly the ground rumbled and
opened, swallowing the fairy and cage then closed again. The crowd cheered and
celebrated then headed home to make dinner. Their homes were safe ... for now.
Prompt: Bonnie, wobbled, tired
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