The Friday Fictioneer Challenge: Write a 100-word story based on the photo.
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Friday Fictioneer prompt. Copyright Rachel Bjerke
The Green Room
Richard didn’t understand: the wood wasn’t green, wasn’t wet, but no matter how many times he lit the fire, it wouldn’t take.
This was the fairies’ favorite trick: enticing campers into the Green Room (as they called it), to watch them try to start a fire. Fanning the flame with their wings, just enough so the fire flickered, the fairies then dropped dust on it, making it smolder and go out.
When Richard returned home, he felt the need to paint his house green, inside and out, bewildering his friends and family. The fairies liked it, though, and visited regularly.
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It's a long story ... 
Dear Tresha,
The fairies are devious little creatures, aren’t they? Imaginative story. I wonder what shade of green he painted his house.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Dear Tresha,
I love the fairies and their warped sense of humor. Have you ever read Lady Cottington’s Pressed Fairy Book by Terry Jones? I think you’d enjoy it.
Aloha,
Doug
I have not read it. My library doesn’t have it, so I have added it to my Amazon wish list. Thanks for the recommendation.
Mischievous little minxes. Lovely.
I would guess you should never make enemies of fairies. Well done. 🙂 — Suzanne
The fairies are little imps but apparently he had a soft spot for them in order to go home and paint his home green. Cute story!
Maybe the fairy dust got in his eyes. This is a delightful story that made me smile.
I hope that the faeries would allow him to light a fire once he had built his green world.
Cute story. Love those little mischievous fairies.
I think they spread their fairy dust not only on the fire but on him as well. Hope it was a nice shade of green.
Maybe a shade of green that glimmered in the dew like the fairy wings.
Sounds perfect.