Story a day: 10.26.16

The teardrop-shaped sprite willed the dress up her body. The black gown clung to her wide base. It fluttered empty below her as she drifted from her realm. The mortals’ air wafted up the dress. The atmosphere turned her translucent aside from the gown. She giggled, thinking of how the mortals would scream and panic when they saw a dress floating toward them.

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