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She floats like a feather on the breeze. The bite of her arrows is the scorpion’s sting. Her laugh is birdsong.

All the land tells tales of her, the wild outlaw in the forest, roaming the branches with a bow of yew and a tigress’s smile.

They talk of the Sparrow.

Everyone has their own story.

A butcher tells how a friend wandering in the woods was suddenly beset by Sparrow’s strung bow. She demanded of him his purse, his boots, his clothes, and his horse. Laughing she left him, frozen and half-naked in the forests, flitting into the branches like a fay of song.

A farmer tells how a tax collector was strung up from a branch, her mouth stuffed with an apple like a hog laid upon a lord’s table. For two days and a night she hung there, till she was cut down by a passing woodsman. She swore never to take an honest farmer’s coin again.

But there is a story nobody tells of Sparrow.

Each night she lies in the shadow of the trees and weeps for her loneliness, her cries soft amidst the rustling leaves.

There are none to hear her save the beasts.


Word Count: 200

For Sunday Photo Fiction. Thanks to Eric Wicklund for the photo prompt!

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Comments
  1. michael1148humphris says:

    This is beautifully told, and so full of images,

    Liked by 1 person

  2. ceayr says:

    Quite enchanting

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  3. Leaking Ink says:

    This feels so lovely and ethereal.

    Liked by 1 person

  4. Joy Pixley says:

    What a wonderful legend you’ve crafted here, Joshua. I especially like how it gets personal and touching at the end, where we see into her life and perspective.

    Liked by 1 person

  5. EagleAye says:

    Seems the most important tale is the one never told. I love the imagery of this one. I think I would enjoy reading more tales of the Sparrow.

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  6. James says:

    A sparrow with a tigress’s smile.

    Also “I want your purse, your boots your clothes, and your horse.” Very “Terminator-like.

    Liked by 1 person

  7. Who killed Cock Robin?
    I, said the sparrow
    With my Bow and Arrow
    I killed Cock Robin.

    You wrote a good story with a very emotional ending.

    Liked by 1 person

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