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The Family Faerie



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Thu Dec 22, 2016 11:47 pm
ExOmelas says...



Few things are as difficult to quell as the curiosity of a young faerie. It's what makes them transform individual blades of grass into little sealed pockets of air and leaping around their gardens like unsteady frogs. Somewhat more to the chagrin of their elders, however, it makes them want to know what is beyond the boundaries of their world.

Not in the way that human children want to be astronauts, though. Faeries understand that there is more to the universe than can be found by going forward, backwards, up, down or side to side. They want to go through.

'Through' is the closest translation possible for the faerie word for travelling between realms. Faeries typically reach 'through' realms to store things in what would seem like thin air to you or I. Sometimes though, young faeries wonder what it would be like to, when they open a gap to this end, jump 'through' the gap and see for themselves what is beyond.

But they are forbidden by their parents, their grandparents, by literally anyone over the age of what we would see as eighteen, though to a faerie it's closer to seven hundred. Or at least, they are forbidden other than one day, one single day. On the summer solstice every year, any faeries who came of age in that year are accompanied by an older relative to one of the other realms.

Earth used to be the most common destination, with its low level of carnivorous forestry. You didn't want to take your child on the most important journey of their life only for them to be eaten by a savage beech tree. Unfortunately, in recent times, ie what the humans referred to as the 'middle ages', whatever that meant, the humans seemed to have ... noticed ... the fae influence. So Earth was abandoned for realms with less hostile populations, if more hostile wildlife.

The events of our tale are all the more surprising, then, when you consider that these outings were forbidden from choosing Earth as a destination from those days forth.

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Our story begins with a family who knew none of this: The Fords. The Fords were a quiet family, on a relaxing camping trip in the woodland they'd grown up beside. They knew every inch of these woods, knew all its secret treats and which trees to avoid climbing. There is rumour that one or more of the children had nightmares about some sort of magical energy dancing around the forest floor at night, but well you know how rumours are; we may never know what truly occurred in the minds of our heroes.

What we do know is that one night all three of them certainly did come across something magical, and that something was another family. Now, the Fords came across families from their community all the time, and often had campfires together, but this was a family like none they had ever encountered.

They were the Eniols, and they were on such an excursion as I have just described. One parent, and two children. It is unclear what brought the parent to Earth, to go against the wisdom of the Elder Council, but there must have been some extraordinary pull to the place, for they did so on pain of death if they were found out. It is of course to their advantage that faeries do not typically speak of their trips when they return.

So come close and I will tell you the tale of the families that saved our two realms.

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Characters

The Fords (humans):
-Parent:
-First child: @BiscuitsLeGuin
-Second child:

The Eniols (faeries):
-Parent: claimed by @Casanova
-First child:
-Second child: claimed by @Remembrance

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