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Enchanted Folk A Sidhe Fairytale (standard:fairy tales, 1383 words)
Author: Otilia TenaAdded: Nov 05 2009Views/Reads: 1884/1305Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
The unhappy love story between a woman and a faeryman.
 



Enchanted Folk A Sidhe Fairytale 

My grandma took me with her everywhere when I was little. She showed me
all the herbs and taught me how to use them. I used to think of the 
woods as my best friend since our home was there. But grandpa told me 
it was also full of dangers. He knew many lovely stories and each night 
he would tell me a different one. 

One day I was playing with my doll outside. 

“How are you, young lady?” 

He called me “young lady”! Such a weird man! 

“I'm not a lady! And I'm doing fine.” 

He stood by his horse, dressed in green, with boots and everything.
“I've heard your grandma is a midwife. My woman is about to bear and 
needs help.” 

He was so beautiful and there was something about his horse too; it kind
of glittered and I stretched my hand to stroke it. I don't know what 
happened, I lied down and my belly hurt bad. 

“Go inside, Ilana!” Grandma rushed out of the house. “You, naughty
child!” 

“I only wanted to stroke the horse!” 

“Go now, I said!” 

“But grandma, you always take me with you...” 

“Not this time!” 

He put her next to him on the back of the horse and they rode off. She
came back late. I had lied in bed all day long. She said: “You are 
different”. 

“It was the hoof. And look what happened to me!” I showed her the blood
stain on the sheets. She smiled. “Now you are a young lady!” 

“Who was that man, grandma?” 

“You'd better not meet one of these again!” 

The years passed and I learned new things every day. I went with grandma
in many homes to heal wounds or to relieve people's griefs and children 
loved my stories. I only told them the stories I knew from grandpa. 

One evening we were on our way home and I had sprained my ankle and
couldn't walk fast. I told grandma she didn't have to wait for me and 
she unwillingly agreed to leave, telling me to take care. 

“If you see something, you must hide quickly, no matter what!” 

I walked alone for some time and thought I heard a distant flute. I drew
close to the place from where the sound came and suddenly saw them. 
There were two couples; the men played the flute and the women danced. 
I hid in the huge hollow of a tree and tried to keep my breath. 
“There's someone here with us!” 

“Someone hiding from us!” 

“Here she is! How beautiful she is!” 

“Beautiful indeed. What are you doing here, my lady? It's such a late
hour for a walk, don't you think?” 

“Leave me alone, please! My grandma helped you once. Don't hurt me!” 

“They say you are a story teller. Tell us a story about us, a beautiful
one. If we like it, you can go; if not, we take you with us.” 

His hand still rested on my waist. His face nearly touched mine. 


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