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Arien Forest Stories

by gabemay

The following is a piece of writing submitted by gabemay on July 19, 2010
"I got this inpiration from another wirters series of fairy folk"


There once was a place called Arien long ago.
It existed way back then before your third great Uncle Poe.
In this world lived fairy folk ruled by one Great Queen,
The dream charmer she was, one Great Spirit was she.
A servant of the Great One, which they called Andro,
Who was amongst them much like the mist that traveled to and fro.
And through this Queen do I receive stories from this place,
Forgotten memories of ancient fairy folk, stories without a trace.

The first story came to me in a startling dream.
The Great Queen was distraught when she came to me.
"Tigo," she recalls, "Tigo was his name,
Many a days and nights the poor fellow lived in shame"
It turned out that this Tree Sprite was always misunderstood,
Even when he tried his best, nothing he did was good.
"Find the pine sap!" Sprite would command, but poor Tigo failed,
Instead he would bring purple shroom puss, fatal when inhaled.
The Tree Sprites would then laugh and tease and taunt:
"Tigo is a weakley sprite, he can't do what we want!"
Till one day came a Spirit deep from the Caeves Within,
"Tigo, the Tree Sprite, where is he?" he would ask with a grin.
"You want Tigo? Choose me instead!" said they.
But he turned them into toads and they quickly did his way.
So out came Tigo a feeble Sprite, with raggedy clothes and battered wings,
And the great Spirit from the Caeves Within began to sing:
"Honey shall be the Sprite Remedy, for every illness and disease.
For every scrape, bite, and shall find it in the trees,
Tree Sprites must gather it, yet it comes from an angry creature,
And Tigo here, is a Bee Chamer, for he is a great singer"
And so the Spirit wisped away, and the Tree Sprites began to cheer:
"Tigo, Tigo, Tigo!" they would chant, while his bullies were nowhere near.

The following is a piece of writing submitted by gabemay on July 19, 2010


The next time the Great Queen visited me, it was not in a dream.
I was but minding my own buisness eating strawberries with whipped cream.
She came to me and was in a hurry, for soon she had to go,
"Here take Bode, he is one faithful servant, and the Arien Stories will he show.
When I am gone in other worlds, this Messenger Fairy will tell stories for me
You spell his name B-O-D-E, yet you pronounce it Boh-dee."
And in a flash sparkles appeared, and I then saw a small green man,
He was a tiny thing, with cute green clothes, and a greenish tan.
"I am Bode, Messenger of the Great Queen,
And I shall speak and count stories when She calls unto me."
And thus began Bode with a rather interesting tale,
Of a rather jealous fellow, who sadly had no tail, and almost went to jail.

"Meet Nesser, a Pond Fairy, and hear his story...
How jealously and ungratefulness never brings Andro glory"
There was a Pond Fairy named Nesser who lived in the Blue Fairy Pond.
He lived amougst the greatest pond faires to whom which he was very fond.
Then one day, out of the blue, a strong pond Fairy named Jeer exclamined:
"Hey! Look at Nesser, he has no tail!" so Tailess he was named.
And in shock Nesser peered behind to wiggle his tail
Yet though he searched and wiggled with all his might, his efforts were to no avail.
Little Nesser never knew that Pond Fairies had tails at all!
So in wonder he observed, others had tails he did not, they were big, he was small.
And so soon his wonder turned to shame, and his spirit was very sad.
But after days of feeling blue, little Nesser then turned mad!
He huffed and puffed and would not stop complaining
Until very quickly he had no friends remaining.
"Nesser has changed" they would say,
"He is surley not the same today!"
Then finally Nesser soon became a very dangerous thing
Little Nesser became jelous, and would not pay tribute to the Blue Fairy Pond King
Finally one day, the Blue FairyPond Council came together
"We must expel this rebel" they said, "And send him to the prisons of Nether!"
The other big and little Pond Faires were all there listening.
When little Nesser began to weep, with his small tears glistening.
Suddenly there did appear a mass of white blinding light!
It was Andro! The Great Spirit! And every Pond Fairy cowered in fright.
"Do not be frightnend little children, for I have good news to bring,"
So slowly each Pond Fairy showed their faces, and Andro began to sing:
"Little Nesser, my dear child! Do not ever be jealous little boy!
For I created you, I shaped you, and you are not some little toy!
You are Nesser! Nesser you are! And in my eyes you are perfect!
I gave you no tail so you could fly better, this do not reject.
You are to be a messenger, a very important job indeed.
To you the Blue Fairy Council their secrects shall entrust in times of need.
You shall deliever messages with your wings to other River Faires far away
So please, use what I gave you, you are very special this way.
And to all you Pond Faries out there listen to my story...
I am Andro, the Great Spirit, and I say that jelously or ungratefulness gives me no glory."

The following is a piece of writing submitted by gabemay on July 21, 2010


Now I was sitting at my desk finishing last minute tasks,
And to pass the time I flipped through the channels, past movies, and shows, and the 6 o'clock news casts.
Bohe came to life ,for when not telling and showing stories he was but stone,
Yet the weirdest thing of all, was that there did appear a fat large man with a loud snap! who was clearly on my lost cell-phone.
"Yes great queen", said he, the big fat funny-looking man. "I shall watch over this writer and protect him from Dark fairies and thus I shall fulfill your plan."
Amused as ever I did exclaim with a hint of fear, "Dark Fairies?" asked I, "Do they still exist? Are they still near?"
"Aye," said the fat man whose name I learned was Rodi,
Many a Dark fairy folk are after you, for the Great Queen is telling you the story."
Suddnely Bohe intervened, "We must proceed!
Gabriel meet Rodi, your guad, a Guardian Fairy."
As soon as I was introduced to my guard who was funny to see,
Bohe looked over at my small, cheap, and old TV.
On the channel was a prophet shouting warnings and those who listened were few,
Suddenly Bohe's eyes lit up, Rodi and I leaned in, as Bohe began, "I have the perfect story for you!"

"There was once a small Telling Pixie, and her name was Tella.
Her clothes and hair were white, the color of the Telling fairy folk, a very important fella!
Every day this Telling Pixie would flit her way through the Forest,
And everyday she would get the same respone from those she met on her course.
It turned out that the Telling Pixie named Tella, would fly with all her might,
Warning the Arien Folk of "End Times" when the days were worse that nights.
"Beware! Beware! The end is near!" she would exlaim, but none ever understood.
Instead they teased and laughed at poor Tella, whenever they could!
So this went on, for many years in fact...
Until one day all through the Forest a loud noise sounded, (much like a witched attack).
It was a Great Spirit! Form the Caeves Within!
He bellowed, "All Arien Fairy Folk, come and listen!
All ye dwellers of this sacred place come and hear!"
So thus then appeared a huge large crows of Fairy Folk, nudged to come near.
Pixies, Sprites, Trolls, Gnomes, Dwarves, and many other fairy folk were there.
To hear this Great Spirit, he had to sing much more loudly for the message to fill the air,
Yet he simply sang without effort, "Dear Tella here, a Telling Pixie faithful to Precious Andro,
Days and nights she has been reaping blessing telling Telling, and her blessing she'll now sow,
For the Great One's Son Andro has ordered me to inform her, whom lived by his Will and even above,
She will have good fortune, and shall prosper in life, she will have good health, sucess over enemies, and true love,
But to all ye other fairy folk I say, beware!
If you don't heed the words of Andro's Teller, and listen, ye shall live a life that's bare!"

The following is a piece of writing submitted by gabemay on July 23, 2010


The next time the Green Queen came to me to tell me an Arien Forest Story,
I knew it was She who would tell it for Bode was at my house hidden in his glory.
I was in my car, honking my horn, for the red light would not turn green,
Rodi then appeared and he said suddenly, "Behold here comes the Great Queen!"
He quickly flew away, onto my shoulder
When the Great Queen arrived, and said, "Gabriel, you must act older!"
So then in the manner that Bode showed and told me stories of Arien Fairy Folk
She did so much better, her message giving birth to thought, a thing she did provoke
And so like always I saw the Arien Forest before me,
Such a real life looking, breath-taking scene that always gave me glee.
And because of her very own special manner,
Bodi and I were very much so exited, for when telling stories, She was a great planner.

"I now tell you the story of a rather naughty fairy folk,
The Pixies tend to have a mean streak, at times worse than a common naughty joke.
But this Pixie was one of the worse of all,
For she lived under The Nether Prisons, near the Western Bogs, not a good thing at all!
And at this I heard my Guardian Fairy gasp...
"But Great Queen? A Pixie?" It was a thing he could not grasp...
"Yes my dear Rodi, This Pixie did live with the Pretty Witch,
But now I must tell you why her sides did ever switch!"
So it turned out this Pixie was actually the sister of Tella,
She too was a Teller, and she went by the name of Stella.
Both were twins, identical in every way, except that Tella had pure white hair,
And Stella bore a small black streak, made by magic from a dare.
And so these two white clothed Telling Pixies recieved Tellings from Andro,
Yet Tella recieved exciting ones every day, while Stella had to wait, when Speaking He said no...
When Tella was ignored by other fairy folk, Stella had more fame,
Yet Andro favored Tella, so Stella turned to shame.
But what really turned Stella to be with the Pretty Witch...
Was that she was impatient, to revieve Tellings, and therefore fufill her niche.
So after months of waiting for a Telling from the Great One,
Stella did a grave, horrid thing, a thing she should have never ever done.
Stella began to fake her Tellings to all her fairy friends,
She wanted to have more fame with them, and to her enemies make amends.
So Stella would say, "Ruba, Tree Sprite! You shall prosper from now on, day and night!"
She would say good things to all, none bad, and soon she became evil in Andro's sight.
So one day when Stella was giving a fake Telling to a Gnome naked Rame,
Andro, known as the Great One, as a mighty Fairy he came...
In a rare mood, so the Great Queen's closest advisor arrived, (his name was Shangri).
For Andro the Gentle was not was not so gentle that day, no Andro was but very angry.
"Where is Stella the Telling Pixie?" Andro thundered.
And all the fairy folk hid in fear and awe, and only wondered.
Then came Tella, not Stella, but Tella, came to speak the angry Great One,
Father Andro, why are you angry, and ask for Stella?" Stella whimpered, her body numb.
"Your evil sister Stella has been spreading false Tellings! She had not waited for her turn,
So I must now pronounce her punishment, so she must never forget and learn...
The punishment for False Tellers, is death...
And taken from her shall be my very Breath,
For the day that Stella spreaded False Tellings for being impatient and to gain fame,
Was the day I was going to give her her very Name,
She was to be listened to due to her Telling,
Instead I give it to faithful Tella I shall live in her dwelling."
So then all the Fairy Folk in shock abandoned the evil Stella
And she found refuge with the Pretty Witch without Andro, for being an impatient fella.

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