Short story entry for the Westbury Faery competition.

The Westbury Faery. That is what I am now called. I've been here, for what feels like an eternity... wondering how this all came about. Why? Why did everything I loved have to be torn apart to save this world? I know that is selfish thinking for a "hero", but what am I supposed to think? Come and follow me... down the forgotten paths... where all you know fades away and where my memories wrap around the trees like mist. Then you shall understand why I am the way I am. (This is for the Westbury Faery Contest.) (I do not own any pictures.) #westburyfaerycontest

A vacation on another place, another city, another country. Just a Weekend. Just 3 days. No more. Friday, Saturday and Sunday. What could go wrong? A flash fiction story for #westburyfaerycontest

The Darkness will be there when no one else is, it'll cradle you will soothing words until you're too far gone and you have nowhere to go. The same is true for The Westbury Faery.

Reporter Sarah Mullens takes an in-depth look into the recent search for the Westbury Faery, along with its various implications.

She danced with the flowers, the irises and the beautiful snapdragons, and they danced along with her. The nature was alive it seemed, the leaves and petals floating through the air as if with wings. This is my story for the Westbury Faery contest.

Fairies aren't real. They're something that exists in the minds of children or madmen. Right? Not anymore. There was always something strange about Westbury. It was one of those towns that always had a magical feel to it. You'd never expect little flying creatures, though. - A book written by Rachel Andrews and Manisha Maharajh for the Westbury Faery contest! We aren't professional writers, but we hope you enjoy our theory and version of the story!

This story was inspired by the additional information from the website, and is a slight departure from Philip and his story. (note, this Wattpad submission is slightly different to my website submission, includes a more direct reference to the Westbury Faery) #westburyfaerycontest

Tim was bit by a strange insect in the cemetery. the bit didn't hurt till it did... He felt pain he didn't feel before, he became dizzy and the world rotated underneath him and he flew through time. He saw things he didn't expect to see and knew new information about a world he never knew it exists.

The evidences are now piling in professor's Arthur office but without interpretation for these evidences, the fairies still don't exist and his life work doesn't mean a thing. It was a trip offered to him by a disbeliever to go explore the place where all the magic happens; Westbury, Tasmania. In this magical place secrets revealed themselves and the disbeliever turned believer.