(Hank was away this weekend at his friend Irina’s house and when they returned they needed to speak to the fairies who attend our Magical Fairy Door, specifically Paige Portensia Xanthro Sprigh, Director of Far Flung Fairies, Inc. We called her at home, because Hank and Irina had spent the weekend making them paper cellphones and were hoping the fairies could enchant them and would be willing to pay upwards of €30 a piece for their creations. Hank woke up to find this letter waiting for him.)
The Night in November that marks the Twenty-ninth Day
In the year two thousand and fifteen
Dearest Hank,
Imagine my glee when I returned home to find your message hanging on the wind just above my mantle fire. I have not heard from you in such a long time and your house sounded lively and your spirits high so I planned a simple meal and sat in front of my fire, warm and content until you house fell into slumber.
The air in your town was electric and the roar of drums was so powerful it was hard to surface in the human world with the Festa de Pinheiro raging outside. What a magical night and so rich with history, born of a time when fairy folk and your kind lived in harmony. Days my grandfather spoke of his grandfather missing. Oh, to have the world that way again would be such a gift!
And when I entered through your door I was thinking exactly this when I spied your gift for the Fae, although well intended not at all something we need.
My kind need nothing of technology. We have magic and nature and love and a connection to the earth so much so that no cellphone can ever be enticing a fairy. I thank you for your intention and see how hard you worked, I value your craftsmanship and I do love the designs on the rear face of the phones, but neither myself nor my friends would ever need such a thing.
We Fairies delight in acorn caps and river rocks, thistle down and mica, egg shells and milkweed pods, sea glass and laughter. We do not need material things. Yes, we love your art: the kind you draw with your heart and your imagination. We love to share in your passions and your stories. These things have real value to us, but we find the human’s obsession with gadgets silly when your time could be better spent counting the colors in a sunset or looking for four leaf clovers, sowing seeds or spying elephants in clusters of clouds.
Thank you for your invitation to your home. I so enjoy stepping through this door and almost always marvel at what I will find, but I was not dazzled by these gifts, although well made. I have left them for you and your friends to find better homes for them.
Please do not hesitate to call in the future. Give my best to your friends Irina and Mariama and a big kiss to your little Muggy, Amália Sofia.
Felicitations,
Paige Portensia Xanthro Sprigh
Hollow’s Grove
Fairy Realm, International
