After the long day’s trek we rounded the last bend in the track, and ahead we saw Face Rock sitting in greeting of our arrival.
It was the source of so many stories, most about the magical qualities the rock was supposed to possess.
As the evening descended upon us, we set up our camp spot within the shelter of the rock.
We were very tired, and so it didn’t take us long to get comfortable and drift off to sleep.
I woke to the grinding of the rocks, and it was coming from the rear of the cave. But there was more than a grinding there was also an audible breathing as well.
I flicked on my torch and scanned the back of the cave.
To my surprise, I saw a small man, a leprechaun in fact in green trousers and a striped white and yellow coat.
On his head, he had attached a piece of a tree, which provided him with light. He appeared to be etching something onto the back wall.
My light on him startled him, and he turned quickly to see where the light was coming from.
“Begat and begorrah but you frighted me. What’s your game then?”
“Um we are camping here, just for tonight,” I replied cautiously. All the while searching for my phone to photograph the little man.
“’Tis, my place, did yer make a booking?” he asked looking somewhat authoritative.
“No, I didn’t know I had to,” I replied defensively.
“Ye can’t be comin’ into a man’s home uninvited,” he explained.
We eyed each other off, and I noticed the chisel in his hand. He looked at me and noticed my hand holding my phone.
“There’s no point you pointing that thing at me we leprechauns are not the photo type. Yer be wasting yer time.”
As he finished that last sentence my camera went off the flash illuminating the cave where my companions slept oblivious to what was happening around them.
I looked at the man, but he was now gone.
I laughed to myself thinking I’d captured him in my camera but when I looked there was noting recorded.
Disappointed I returned to my bed as a voice in my ear said, “See I told yer.”
Written for: https://scvincent.com/2018/03/15/thursday-photo-prompt-ahead-writephoto/
Perfect story for today, Michael. They’ve closed off High Street today for a St Pat’s day fete. Stalls from one end to the other. Trying to find a parking spot…well, that’s another matter. My favourite cafe usually has macarons for sale, and today they were green, Guinness flavoured ones 😀
I have to confess I’d forgotten about it being St Patrick’s day and me with a name like mine. Thanks for stopping by.
ha ha ha, like it … serves you right taking photos without permission of the little people!
Yes, it can be dangerous.
you be careful or next time he might download you into your own camera …
Yes true, goodness that would be interesting, wouldn’t it.
🙂
Wonder what he was etching with his chisel………………. 🙂
Oh Di leprechaun etchings
logical. 😀
Good one. A bit creepy hearing that voice at the end, I don’t know if you’ve ever seen the Leprechaun movies from the 80’s there were a vast number of them, all horror films. I saw two or three of them a few years ago. So creepy, I can’t help thinking about Lepechrauns as such evil little creatures since lol.
Thanks and no I haven’t seen those movies and probably won’t
Haha, I don’t recommend them.
I loved the Irish brogue.
Thanks Jim I’m only a generation removed from Irish heritage
Loved the Irish feel of the story. The land of bad weather and faeries, as our tour guide to the Cliffs of Moher referred to her country 🙂
Thanks so much for stopping by
No chance of a leprachaun here, though the Fae may well have a foothold here 😉
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