The Leprechaun Who Granted Her Freedom
I have a special story for St. Patrick's Day where a woman ends up capturing a leprechaun and getting a way so she wishes for freedom which the leprechaun interprets as inability for her to wear clothing ever again. It's a full novelette so I really got carried away but I thought this was a really great story that I hope you will enjoy. The Leprechaun Who Granted Her Freedom "You're telling me," Saoirse said, squinting against the drizzle as she adjusted her raincoat hood, "that in all your years guiding these hikes, you've never once seen anything... unnatural?" Finn, the ruddy-faced guide leading their group of six through the misty Connemara woods, barked a laugh that startled a crow from the nearby pines. "Unless you count Jimmy Murphy pissing in the sacred spring after too much Guinness, no. But," he added with a theatrical wink, "I did find a four-leaf clover once. Pressed it in my mam's bible—she swore the roof stopped ...