Faerytaleish Pin Contest
This story was inspired by an image on Anna Meade‘s Faerytaleish Pinterest Board and written as part of the #Faerypin writing contest (300 words, fairy tale based on one of Anna’s pins).
The blood–tithe is soon due. The faeries set out to steal a mortal baby and issue a changeling in its place. The faerie court want a blue-eyed, blonde-haired boy child to pet and cosset and keep for the blood-tithe.
They leave the magical hedgerow and go through the hedge, the barrier, the divide between the faerie world and the world of mortals. With their green-stained teeth, sharp, pinlike, pointy; their bright spikily waxed blond hair; disproportionately large knuckled hands, thin fingers and tapered nails; spiteful little faces, and blackly glinting eyes, they merge into the undergrowth and move swiftly, silently in shoes of moleskin. They carry a poor sickly little mite, blue-eyed and blonde haired, a faerie baby, the one they call ‘the good for nothing’, the changeling.
Into the farmworker’s cottage. A wife and mother is pegging out washing, their target mother, none too bright. They snatch her child from the cradle and leave the faerie changeling behind.
The mother looks in puzzlement at the baby, it looks a bit different, but how? No, a trick of the light, surely? She tucks the blankets around the tiny child, only a trick of the light, she shakes her head. The deed is done. The child grizzles in its sleep.
The faerie court coo over the tiny mortal, they pinch it to make it cry then pick it up and fuss over it, loving the novelty. They chuck it beneath its chin to see it smile gummily up at them and feed it on nectar giggling when it becomes drunk. The fun lasts until the babe is so hungry it won’t stop crying and doesn’t smile any more. Now the sacrifice is made, the blood-tithe gathered.
Another half-dozen and they will be safe until the winter solstice.
01/06/2012 at 17:55
Oooh – that’s dark. Love it Polly
01/06/2012 at 17:55
Crikey! You are quick off the mark, Wendy!
Thank you for your kind words 🙂
01/06/2012 at 18:35
I agree, those fairies are real little buggers! I hope they don’t come by here, my son is blond and blue eyed (gulp!) although I suspect they’d bring him back soon enough 😉
01/06/2012 at 18:36
heh-heh … they do like healthy little blue-eyed blondes, Cherry … ooooh …
Can’t imagine why you think they’d bring him back 😉
01/06/2012 at 19:26
Very dark and very creepy! I definitely don’t want any more fairy-rings!! ;o)
11/06/2012 at 08:54
Hey hey! You were mired in the spam again … not a good place to be lurking … so I’ve unspammed your lovely reply – keep mowing those fairy rings to keep the little blighters away!
01/06/2012 at 20:33
What a refreshing change – the Fae the way they are, not the Victorian pretty version. Great.
01/06/2012 at 22:43
Provenance fascinates me – good to find a kindred spirit [heh-heh]
Thanks for your thoughts
01/06/2012 at 21:10
Oh dark, dark dark! I wasn’t expecting the end – it was great.
01/06/2012 at 22:47
Yep, you’re right Meg, it is dark heh-heh – so glad you like it and thank you muchly for your thoughts 🙂
02/06/2012 at 00:30
Creepy wonderment. Thank you for entering!
02/06/2012 at 06:52
Thanks for the competition Anna, I found your blog when researching faeries and noticed the competition, glad I did, it’s fun.
04/06/2012 at 06:14
This is beautiful! I love this. 😉 Good Luck!
04/06/2012 at 07:12
Thank you for writing, Gian Carlo, good to make your acquaintance 🙂