A Solo Moment of Nostalgia (3 min):

Writing prompt from group part 2 of 4.

Lassa stepped into the room that no one had been in for thirty years. She walked to the very center of it and then spun in a circle taking it all in. This is where she had spent the better part of three years of her childhood. Of course, she remembered little of it, not much more than flashes really: Being bound to the bed every night, nurses in white uniforms with sugary smiles and needles, the frowning face of her aunt at her infrequent visits. But most of all she remembered the fairies. They had been her only companions for those three years: Rictta and Slats, Bottit, and Mard, their glowing red eyes winking at her in the dark.