This is Nalu, she's a wee firefly faerie.
The Elderfaerie at the lake.Last night we went down to the lake and found one of the Elderfaeries sitting there. He invited us to sit with him and said we can ask him one question. The Elderfaeries are very wise. They're probably the wisest of all the wee faeryfolk living in these realms. It's because they've been living here for so long. For thousands and thousands of years in fact, which is why we decided to ask him about just that...these realms.The Elderfaerie at the lake. by thePicSees
He didn't answer us right away. Instead he sat quietly for a while, while trying on a few different frowns and when he finally found one that fitted, he looked down at something he was holding in his hand. Something that wasn't quite there. Something only he could see.
"Aye...reality" he said eventually. He repeated the word a few more times to himself as if to see if that might change its meaning, and once he was quite sure it wouldn't, he went on...
"It's a pretty peculiar place, isn't it. I don't think it was ever intended for anyone to live here, but her
A wee Picseetale written by Brother.
We are so excited to show you our new art picture. We made it to introduce you to quite an extraordinary wee faerie that we recently met. Her name is Nalu. She spends most days collecting wee bits of strings, tiny treads and even small snippets of yarn and ribbons, which is not a strange thing for faeriefolk to do, most of us love collecting strings and things...but It's what she does with these that's quite amazing.
You see...She'll keep gathering these until she has just enough (we asked her exactly how much enough is, to which she just smiled and said "enough is not a number, enough is knowing") and then carefully tie each one into a wee little bow. They look similar to shoelaces, but we tried to make one and it's a lot more complicated to do than a lace of a shoe.
Making these can take her anything from a few hours to a few weeks depending on how many bits of string she has...but she always has just enough which means it will take her exactly the right amount of time to do. When the very last one is tied, a full moon should be just about halfway through its climb up into the evening sky, under which she'll sit and wait. She will whistle for the wind and wait some more...her hands like a wee cocoon around the bowties. And then, as the breeze arrives she slowly opens her hands like a flower in bloom, letting them drift off with the wind into the night skies...and one by one, with a wee bit of magic and a whole lot of moonlight they turn into fireflies...
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