Which sort of fairy are you?

There are lots of ideas of fairies out there, so I have to ask, What sort are you? If you were a fairy, what would you look like, how would you act?

Would you be the out going pretty forest fairy that loves to greet new travelers and make new friends?Or are you the sort of fairy that has no wings to fly, but is very nimble on your toes and has a passion for dance?Or are you a very human-like fairy who is slightly shy of others and tells no one that you are really a fairy?Or are you perhaps really just a girl who has made friends with fairies in secret and feasts and dances with them at dawn and dusk?

Yay! I am back!

My computer is up and running now so I can come back to my blogs! I felt so bad not to be able to write and post pics all this time.
I really am glad to be back, but enough of that, it is time to continue posting about fairies. It is time to think of fairy men. People hardly ever imagine fairies as men, they are always girls, like fairy godmothers. But think, what would a fairy man look like? Don't imagine them girly, just fairy-ish. Well, to give you an idea, here is how I see a typical fairy man from the land of DorOthea.

If you think about it ,they sort of dress like the average wizard. This fellow happens to be the king's advisor, so he is "decked out" all the way. Normal fairy men wear short smocks belted at the middle with nickers, just a simple outfit unlike all the ladies.

Now compare this outfit to the lady's below.

See the difference? Well, that is all for now.

Computer

My computer crashed. I am using my sister's to write this, I haven't been able to write for a few months because of this. Look for posts in january. I have so many post ideas.

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A Story that was Secret

Last November I wrote a novel during for something called national Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo). I wrote about a girl named Missy Lonar who fell into the land of fairies by accident and fought with them for their freedom. Now, some years later she is traveling back to find the land she loves. That is what I will write about this November. Here is a part of Missy's story, it was once secret, unknown to man kind.

The second half of

Chapter 4

Missy fluttered her new wings gingerly before following Bellsi with the pots of seeds. Bellsi turned around to wait for Missy to catch up with her.

"We shouldn't have been out for the whole day, just think what my husband will say! I will have to tell him our daughter was kidnapped by.... By...." Bellsi's face contorted with a mixture of anger and sorrow. Her voice was tight as she spoke.

"Oh that Dibamy! She won't get away with running my land and kidnapping Antonetta."

Missy stayed silent not knowing what to say. She was not very familiar with this Dibamy lady, but what she had heard so far made her seem utterly selfish and dark. Missy watched Bellsi as she thought. Bellsi didn't know what to do, she was always there for her children but now, when Antonetta needs her most, she can't do a thing.

Suddenly the sunshine faded, breaking Missy's thoughts. She stopped flying and looked upon the greatest sight she had ever seen. Standing taller than the rest of the forest, a tree the size of mount Everest blocked the view of the whole sky. Missy felt limp at the sight and fell to the ground softly. Bellsi chuckled when she looked at Missy's face.

"Welcome to my home."

Missy didn't even hear Bellsi. All she could do was gape at the tree, if it could be called that. If there had been clouds she wouldn't be able to see the top. When she looked closer she saw that it was filled with houses and buildings. The massive trunk was filled with windows and parts of buildings stuck out in different places. The branches were alive with fairies flying around their home. a large part of the village was suspended from a large branch by ropes.

Then it hit her. She was looking at something no other human had ever seen. She was experiencing something completely new to man kind. She smiled and let a laugh of excitement come out of her. Bellsi took her hand and they flew up into the branches together, to join the other fairies in their home. A place hidden to the world of humans, only the most imaginative will ever find it.

Fair Hair, Hairy Fairy

All Fairies have delicate hair, it is always a fancy thing to discus. Man fairies of course don't ever do much with their hair, but the lady fairies spend hours every day doing up each others hair. DorOthian ladies even host hair balls ( I know that sounds funny) where the whole ball is spent talking about hair styles and fads.
Now like I said, fairy hair is a delicate matter. I don't want to over do it. Half of a lady fairy's mind is always thinking about her hair and the other half is always thinking about her dress. With a small portion reserved for thinking about everything else in the world.
If a fairies hair is so important, then it must be very beautiful. Well these are some favorite styles of DorOthians:

Style 1: perm curls

Hair is wound around hot rocks and let sit. When cool, hair is unwound and curly

Worn with half bonnet

Style 2: Half bun with waves

Half the hair is piled on top of the head and held with flower stems while the other half is loosely curled with hot rocks and let drape over shoulders

Style 3: Crownlet cap

Crownlet cap is placed on head and hair is carefully wound around it, then a lace bonnet is placed over that.

New styles to enter the world of fairies

Here are some new styles for Darrites, Pedonians and DorOthians:

Darrite man with a roman style tunic and half cape.

Pedonian girl wearing a lily died pink over a blue skirt.

A young apprentice to the king's court of DorOthea.

A lady of Darr wearing a plain day dress.

A wool plant farmer's smock and breeches from Pedonia.

A rich ballerina from Pedonia.