A Guide To How To Survive In The Fairy Land
First of all,
Don’t say thank you.
Not too loud, not too soon.
Gratitude is a transaction,
And debts?
Debts get collected.
If they do something for you,
Do something back, quick.
It doesn’t matter what,
Just make sure the scale stays balanced.
Don’t let them see
the weight of the favour.
Laugh?
No.
Don’t.
Especially not in wide-open spaces
Where eyes can see.
Keep your joy inside,
Like a candle you snuff out,
So no one can tell you’re burning.
Tears?
Tears are for the shadows.
Don't let them know
Cry, and they’ll take it all from you,
Every single thing...
The warmth.
The beats.
The soft spots inside your ribs.
They’ll just…
take it.
So don’t.
Anger?
Anger is a crime here.
It’s a monster you don’t feed.
Be still.
Be obedient.
Tuck the rage inside
And let it rot.
But never let it out.
Love?
Don’t you dare.
The fairies will trick you,
Wrap their silk around your heart,
Call it love,
And before you know it,
You’re chained to them
Like a soulless slave,
They’ll promise you the stars,
But they’ll take your wings
And leave you crawling,
Hungry for what you can never have.
The trinkets?
The treasures?
Don’t look at them.
Don’t let your eyes linger on the shiny things
That sparkle like they mean something.
They’re bait.
They’re distractions.
And if you care too much,
If you reach for them,
They’ll take it away.
Just like that.
A snap of the fingers,
And your world goes empty again.
What you think you want here
Will always slip through your fingers.
Sweet words?
Don’t believe them.
There’s always a trap hidden inside.
A whisper here,
A promise there,
Remember–
Words are serpents poised to strike.
Compliments?
Don’t give them.
They’re like sugar,
sweet on the tongue,
but bitter in the belly later.
Don’t make the mistake of feeding them,
they’ll expect more,
and soon, they’ll own you.
And never accept compliments either.
Not one word,
not a glance of praise.
They’re lies with strings attached,
meant to twist you into something you’re not,
to make you believe you’re theirs,
just for a moment,
just long enough to pull the strings.
Keep your head down,
and don’t let your heart rise at their words.
And when you speak,
Let your words be deliberate,
Short, sharp—
No room for confusion,
No room for change.
Don’t improvise,
Don’t leave gaps
Where they can twist your meaning.
But it’s better still not to speak at all.
Smile.
Smile, and say nothing.
The silence will serve you better here.
No one asks you what you feel.
No one asks if you’re okay.
And if they ever did, they never mean well.
And if you ever say it out loud,
They’ll rip the words from your throat
And hand them back to you,
Twisted and wrong.
Here’s how you survive in this fairy land:
Shut your mouth.
Lock your heart.
But keep your head high,
Like you are above them.
Never ask for too much.
Never show them your need.
And if you’re lucky,
Maybe they’ll leave you alone,
Just long enough
For you to forget–
You’re trapped here
And not one of them.
@azurePond
Awesome, and awe inspiring. I am left dumfounded. Such a well crafted and informative guide to navigating the many perils of the 'Good Folk'. I imagine there will be a great many Knockers, Sidhe, and Sluagh who will be enraged to know you are forewarning and forearming their future playthings. The narrator speaks with the bitter voice of experience, with a cynical detachment that belies the true depth of emotion buried out of necessity. Survival techniques for those lost individuals replaced by a changeling and stolen away to Fairy.
I also see a deeper metaphor beyond the veil of magic and Fae references; a synopsis of a nihilistic and hostile world where emotions are punished or used as vulnerabilities by predatory entities. Where relationships of all kinds are transactional and executed with ruthless cunning. A place without comfort or mercy in which emotions, material desires, wants, and needs are all traps leading to exploitation. An inescapable world of tension where one can only manage by putting up a façade of polite detachment. It is delivered with such bleak and bitter tasting rationality that one wonders what the narrator had to go gain such hard-earned wisdom.
It resonated on so many levels. But I must stop writing quickly before the sprites report back to their Unseelie masters. Maybe it is already too late, for is that not the sound of Nightmares and baying half-beast huntsmen echoing outside my window?
*Bows with respect, whilst hurriedly jotting down the guide before the Wild Hunt arrives*
@BastionKnight Thank you, Bastion Knight. As always, your analysis means a lot to me. I’m so glad the themes resonated with you. You truly have a way with words!
@azurePond
*Stocking up on cold iron for us both, and has started wearing my clothes inside out to keep me invisible to the eldritch, elven beasties*
*Smiles*
@BastionKnight Ah, don’t forget the salt and silver, we’ll need all the edge we can get! And yes, definitely riddles—gotta keep those fae on their toes. But, hmm, do you think calculus might work against them? The fae queen’s enchanted vine grows according to the * insert and equation with x and y * where x is time in years, and y is the vine’s length in feet (they will forget to convert measurements into standard units - I find pleasure in this because I am evil like that!) And ask them to calculate total growth of the vine?
@azurePond
YES! Why has no-one thought of it before!? At last, we have the upper hand.
*Grins*
@azurePond
This is awesome! I have a bad habit of posting poetry and never reading any, but I am so glad that I stopped to read this. I dismissed it a bit at first as fantasy fluff because of the title, but as I read on and realized you were talking about living in THIS world I was like 'holy ***'. A punch in the chest! Really good stuff, as usual.
@azurePond 😮😮😮 fairyland is just like our world🙁 such a deep meaningful message of what humans/fairys are capable off🙁 hopefully the whole world will one day spread it's little wings and be free from evils ❤❤ amazing poem 👏👏🌹
@Tinywhisper11 I’m so glad the message resonated with you! Fairyland really does mirror our world in some ways, doesn’t it? It’s both beautiful and brutal, and sometimes it feels like the boundaries between the two blur. The hope for freedom from evil is something we can all strive for, fairy or human. Thanks so much for your kind words, they mean a lot! 💖🌟