A Stamp-Sized Wish (97 Words)
The rules were simple. Any request would be honored, any wish granted, so long as it was written on this paper with this feather.
“Are you kidding me?” said Marge.
Her fairy godmother shrugged. “I’m sorry, dear,” she said. “You just haven’t demonstrated a practical and mature nature. That’s all I can give you.”
Marge rested the urge to crumple the stamp-sized paper.
“Alright then,” she said. “Fine.”
The fairy godmother watched the feather’s tiny quill meander over the page. She was mildly curious.
“What did you write?” she asked.
“I’m not writing,” said Marge. “I’m drawing.”
Written in response to Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers‘ Challenge. Check it out!