An Interview With a Leprechaun

Gutbloom
Gutbloom
Mar 1, 2021 · 4 min read

I heard a strange pinging sound in the basement, and fearful that it might be something wrong with the boiler, went downstairs to check. As I descended the cellar stairs, it became clear that the sound was coming from the mudroom. The sharpness of the sound and the stillness of the air made me pause, for there was magic about. I looked cautiously around the corner and my suspicions were confirmed. I had sensed it. The door was open. The night air mixed with that of the basement. Sitting on the bench where I normally put on my boots was a leprechaun.