The Flag That Winked — Under the soft clover clouds, Runa shook her empty necklace string. Read the full story →
Under the soft clover clouds, Runa shook her empty necklace string. She wanted one lucky coin to hang beside her flowers, so she stepped off her warm moss patch and followed a tiny flag that winked green in the breeze.
Down Clover Hill she trotted, past tickly grass and star-shaped sparkles. A hidden cricket chirped, “Trade a clover!” Runa gave the cricket her fattest clover and heard a plink inside a round black pot. Not one coin waited there, but a whole bright pile.
Runa carried the flag home, laughing so hard her curls bounced. She kept one coin, then waved the rest for everyone who needed a bit of luck. If you spot the smallest shamrock on her flag, you know where the cricket hid the secret plink.