The woods are full of fairies! The trees are alive:
The river overflows with them. See how they dip and dive!
What funny little fellows! What dainty little dears!
They dance and leap, and prance and peep, And utter fairy cheers! "
Unknown
Faerie Sylva
So there I was. A brand new land, full of new possibilities, abounding with endless potential, and I had jack. Well I had some, but not much. After a quick inventory, resulting in: two silver daggers, one carving knife (also silver), one small bag made of spider silk, one dried strawberry, a bowstring (also spider silk), and the clothes on my back (yet again spider silk, but died bright red and green); I decided to do ... something. Honestly, I was still pretty furious, and needed to calm down. I decided that a bowstring without a bow is pretty useless, so I should get to work on one of those soon. I also decided to look out for twigs and stones that I could use to make arrows. I also kept my eye out for anything I could eat (just for the record all Fay are herbivorous, regardless of any myths you may have heard), cause a strawberry won't last forever.
After a quick survey of my surroundings, I deduced that I was in ... a forest. With no real point of reference, and the fact that it wouldn't be any fun if I just flew above the canopy to see how big this place was, I headed off in a random direction.
After a few hours, with several berries, newly made arrows, and a soon-to-be bow, I sat back on a tree branch and began carving. Shortly after finishing the bow, stringing, and testing it, I heard a quiet voice, and some heavy footsteps.
'Excellent! There's someone out in this forest! Should I lead them away from the trail? Or maybe have them walk around in circles for a few hours? Maybe I should give them a nice big scare...'
Contemplating on my possible trickery, I flitted over to where the voice was coming from.
"Oh my... I really wish that Zecora didn't live so deep in the Everfree. It's so dark and scary here. Not that there's anything wrong with that."
I was shocked. It was a yellow horse. With wings. Which would mean it's a pegasus. Now the reason I was so surprised is that the last pegasus where I'm from died just over four-thousand years ago, I should know, I was there. But seeing a real live pegasus was just so amazing, not even including it could talk.
I was torn, I really was. On one hand this was a pegasus, the first I've seen in over four-thousand years, and since it was more intelligent than my pegasi, that probably meant there were more of them, and I personally love horses, no matter the kind. On the other hand it was intelligent, which meant it was one of the Big Folk, and the Fay have always played tricks on the Big Folk (For the sake of you knowledge seekers out there, tricking and pulling pranks on the Big Folk originally started out as a survival mechanism, because the Fay aren't big enough to fight properly, over time it eventually became a sort of sport, like how many of the Big Folk will go hunting for fun).
I was tempted to go with the tricks, after all the pegasus would get back home eventually, and I would have some fun. But then I felt a chilling force, like thousands of voices thundering out, "IF YOU EVEN TOUCH HER I WILL END YOU!" And that ended that line of thought.
Following the yellow pegasus, we eventually came out of the forest. I put that in to my mental map of the place, which I'll be putting down on paper ... eventually. She traveled to a quaint cottage, which was a bit outside a small town. There were a lot of animals in the cottage, all of which could see me (the more sentient a creature is, the harder it is for them to see a Faerie if the Faerie wills it). I decided that my time could be much better spent exploring the nearby town.
The town was full of horses. Horses with tattoos. I found it hilarious, don't ask why. But my assumption was correct. Not only are there more pegasi here, but there are also unicorns! I mean, unicorns left our world ages ago, just before the Faerie War. I guess that they came here. Looking around the town one building in particular caught my eye. It was a tree. A tree, with a house inside it. It's a tree, I'm a faerie. Do the math.
Inside the tree I could see where all the wood had gone. It was a library, I hope, cause one person owning that many books, is a bit nutty. The occupants of the librar-tree, were one lavender unicorn, and a, I'm guessing dragon. The unicorn was magicking (I assume it was magic, 'cause her horn was glowing, and so was the dragon), the dragon into a little cot.
"But Twilight, I'm not tired." *yawn*
"Oh Spike. You still need to take naps, you are only a baby dragon."
Called it.
"Spike, I'm going out. Fluttershy said she wanted me to help with some sick animals. If you take any books of the shelves, be sure to put them back wherever you found them, and don't forget to catalog which ones you read."
"Mnrphf"
This gave me a brilliant idea. Library full of books? Check. The only witness around is sleeping? Check. The apparent librarian, "Twilight" is a complete nut-job when it comes to being organized? Check. This was going to be good.
About two hours and several hundred books later, the library was completely tidy. But the books were all organized alphabetically. By the first letter. Of the third chapter. I had actually read a few of the books. mostly just a few history books, and information on the surrounding area. Turns out I was in a place called "Equestria" which was mainly inhabited by...not horses, but ponies. Well I was close. I had just cut off a slab of the tree to carve into a fiddle, when "Twilight" came back in.
She was deep in thought, and walked about five feet inside, before she looked at the books. She looked back to what she was doing then looked at the books again. And again. And again. Then her eye gave a slight twitch, her entire body spasmed, then she promptly fell over, unconscious. The thud of her fall woke up the sleeping dragon, who quickly rushed over to her, calling her name. The he noticed the books. He closed his eyes, and murmured what could have been a prayer, then peeked back at the books. He let out a long sigh, hauled the unicorn up to her bed, than came back down and started to reorganize the books. I was howling with laughter at this point. Man I needed that.
I figured that I would mess around with the dragon at a later time, as he was apparently just a baby, and reorganizing the whole library would probably be very stressful for him. I'm not evil, I just enjoy a good prank. I figured that this tree is a good a place as any to make a house, so I started on carving myself out a few rooms in the upper level of the trunk, where nothing had been carved yet. It gave me plenty of room. Enough for a bedroom, a sitting room, a kitchen, a workroom, and a study. Then I needed some furniture, so I flew out and found a few mushrooms I could use as chairs and a larger one I could use as a bed, I picked them up, and brought them back to my new abode, using my magic to prevent them from deteriorating. After a few more trips around, I gathered some materials that I would need, and began to work throughout the night, making a few tables, a loom, a few chests, and a cold box, as well as spinning some spider web into silk, for some finery, like bedsheets, and curtains.
'I think I'm going to like it here.'
A/N
Alright, that was chapter two of Faerie. I hope you all let me know how I'm doing, via the comments, and if you have any suggestions, corrections, or constructive criticism, I would love to hear it.
-Eathlome
Interesting, I shall have to read this.
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Have now read this, I enjoyed it and shall be waiting for more.
Hmm, you have some spelling errors I saw in there, but nothing too bad. Overall, I like this... I don't think I've ever read a Fae (that's how I spell it =P) story before...
However, I feel like her past wasn't really explored much. You didn't speak much about her at all. All I got from it was that she's a fae who no one likes, and she's at odds with her parents, which essentially forces her to banish herself. And she's thousands of years old? I feel like you could have explored that a little bit. Maybe this was intentional, and you are going to go ahead and give more info later, in which case alrighty then.
In any case, I am curious as to where you will take this. The pranks are certainly bound to be humorous at least.
Too early to say anything... waiting for the eventual contact with Pinkie Pie. Then it gets real.
That thousands of voices? That was bronies, my good fey. Bronies. Fluttershy fans. ....And if you touch her? They most certainly shall end you. Horribly.
571583 Thee are a lot of defferent ways of spelling Fay, Fey, Fai, Fae, etc. I chose Fay, because it was the closest to the original Latin word Faie .
And yes she is several thousand years old, but remember that the Fay are essentially Immortal, and can only die through murder or disease.
Yes, I will visit Callidus' (Cal's), history later in the story, I didn't really have enough room at the beginning because for a story to pass moderation you are supposed to be in Equestria/met some ponies by the end of the first chapter.
Can you let me know of the spelling mistakes?
Thanks for your feedback
-Eathlome
P.S. I hadn't decided on a gender for Cal yet, but I guess now she's female.
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Actually, ways they can die vary depending on your source. The Sidhe, whish are Fey of a sort, are very weak against cold iron. But old age is something that they are immune to.
572317 Thats the mythos Im using. Im going to mention the aversion to iron after an unfortunate encounter later in the story.
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Right, here's what I noticed...
Ch. 1:
-I then thrust the dagger into a near by wall,
nearby. There doesn't need to be a space there.
-"Hello, and goodby, strangers.
Goodbye, you mean? Unless that is a part of your dialect, in which case I can't fault you for it.
Ch. 2
-For the sake of you knowlage seekers
knowledge*
-There were allot of animals in the cottage
a lot* or alot*
allot means to assign something. "I will allot 10 minutes for writing." For example.
-exploring the near by town.
Same thing, nearby.
-I not evil, I just enjoy a good prank.
I'm* or I am*
- I figure that this tree is a good a place as any to make a house, so I started on carving myself out a few rooms in the upper level of the trunk, where nothing had been carved yet.
Use "figured". You switch tenses here otherwise. It's starts as present, and then changes into past. (Yes, this isn't a spelling mistake, but whatever. It's incorrect!)
- Enough for a a bedroom
Two "a"s here.
Also, you keep using "The Fay". Correct me if I'm wrong, but I don't think "the" needs to be capatilized.
Okay, now that the corrections are over with, time to address the other points. Yes, Fae can be spelled many different ways. I am completely alright with that. I personally spell it Fae simply because it is Faerie. Fae. It fits.
I am aware that Fae are essentially immortal, I simply thought that you could have explored her past a little. However, given what you explained there, I can understand starting it out this way.
And I assumed she was female because, well, in Ch. 1 when the Queen speaks she says "she". I assumed she was talking to Cal there... Also because whenever I think of Faeries all I can think of are cute, slightly devious little pixies, which of course aren't the only Fae, but it's what pops into my head first.
575185 Thanks, I'll have the errors fixed soon.
//Edit.
Fixed.