A leprechaun's life has never been easy. Is it any easier in the modern world?
About this creation
The following is an exerpt from Chapter XVI of Felicity Creamworth's revealing expose into the lives of endangered magical creatures, "We Didn't Know They Were There: Or Did We?" In this section, she interviews Seamus O'Reilly, a certified (and now protected) leprechaun from the old country.
"...I sat down with the wee lad. He appeared to be about my size, maybe a smidge taller - but a quick wink of his eye and twist of his ear, he dissappeared. I had witnessed the marvelous shrinking power of a leprechaun! With a 'pop', he resumes his 'normal' size, and began talking in his Irish brogue..."
"Aye, me name's Seamus, and this is m'story. Many people's think being a leprechaun's all butterflies and beans, but it's not an easy life. Aye. A hundred years ago, we leprechauns were hunted into near extinction by gold seekers. Us survivors went underground, hiding in fields like mice. But even mice get hunted. So some of us moved to the city, hiding as regular folk.
My parents bought a flat in Dublin. It seemed like it would work...
But it's hard to hide your secret identity when rainbows follow ya, anywhere y'go.
And there were problems at school...
Like when the children discovered gold coins tumbled out of me ears when I was feet-up.
We tried to blend in. But we leprechauns suffer an undeniable compulsion to only wear...green.
And it's hard to blend in at school when every time you pass gas...
Butterflies, roses, and ladybugs appear!
Yes, being a lepercaun in the modern world isn't easy. But it's better than grubbing a living under a rock and a clover. And at least now St. Patrick's Day is a fun day. Why?
Because I never get pinched! And I'm world-class professional pincher meself!
Building notes: This was my original project for the MocAthalon in the St. Patrick's Day category. Shame on me: I didn't read the category carefully, and missed the part about entries being 16x16.