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Milo (standard:fairy tales, 384 words)
Author: CyranoAdded: Dec 30 2008Views/Reads: 2353/0Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Milo is a leprechaun, and you know what leprechauns are like...don't you?
 



Milo lives in County Derry, a very beautiful place with lots of hills
and secret places to hide. Hiding is easy for Milo, seeing how he's not 
much taller than a mushroom! I can't tell you exactly where he lives 
because leprechauns are very secretive, but I can tell you it's very 
close to the end of the rainbow. Milo sleeps on a bed made from the 
whiskers of a dandelion ‘puff' ball; those same puffballs the city 
children blow onto the wind. Every time a city child does that, one of 
the little folk isn't going to get a bed that night. 

This particular morning, Milo is waiting for Fungus, Sunny, and Marian.
They are coming to join him in a game of hide ‘n' seek. It's Milo's 
turn to chase and find them. Fungus is last to arrive, as usual, and 
while Milo hides his eyes under his hands, the three friends run away. 

After an hour, he's still searching for them. Well, maybe not all of
them, seeing as Fungus and Sunny are hiding in the windmill next to the 
fishpond. He ignores them, laughing gaily, and continues to search. He 
runs endlessly, crying out to friends, “Where are they hiding?” but 
he's given false answers. He runs into a wood, across a garden, and 
through a greenhouse. He even visits a place full of webs and spiders, 
asking, “Have you seen my friends?” But no one owns up. It's beginning 
to be no fun at all. 

He's so out of breath he has to rest against a marigold, and that's when
he sees her sitting under a buttercup, drenched in a stain of yellow 
powder.  He thinks she's the most beautiful leprechaun in the world. 

“Cross my heart and hope to die, stick a needle in my eye, found you
Marian.” He shouts. 

A yellow cloud falls from her as she steps forth. Her beauty would scare
away monsters. 

“Milo, you devil child, you always find me first!" 

Milo laughs and runs away, singing at the top of his voice...
“Leprechauns are dancing, how they love to play, running in the fields 
and playing tricks all day. You will never catch one, no matter what 
you do, they sing and dance and play their games, and run away from 
you.” 


   


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