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The locals warned them not to build a bypass through the field. 'Ne'er disturb a fairy dell or 'tis certain that you'll end in hell.'
Despite a host of hair-raising happenings, they worked on. Until one of them spontaneously combusted. And the rest? They just disappeared as if by magic.
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The image is my own
Posted in response to the 50 word story challenge hosted by @Jayna which you can see
here
The prompt is Field. Word count 50