Photograph Copyright Adam Ickes
(This is my Friday Fictioneers [http://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/tag/friday-fictioneers/] submission for Friday December 13th. In keeping with the date, I’ve gone for a slightly spooky theme. I’m away for a few days now so apologies if I’m late in commenting on other submissions
Occasionally, you see them: single shoes left out for their, presumably absentminded, owners to retrieve. As kids, we’d say they’d been borrowed by the fairies to hide their pointed feet. Two shoes together, though, that’s s rarer sight. How anyone could fail to notice Nice ones, too; they wouldn’t have come cheap.
I try to get up, examine them closer but I can’t get up from the bench. The boots look familiar; I have a pair like these. I was wearing them this morning…
I look down at my feet. They’re bare, reddening in the cold. I should have felt something, but they’re numb.
A shadow falls over me.
The last thing I notice before he knocks me unconscious is his face. It’s elfin, certainly, but it’s harder than I expected, not like a fairy’s at all.