Note from Monty: I have lots of friends & family living here with me. One group that wanders about the place is the fairys. They're quite tiny & colourful and they wear little felt sweaters and flowers for skirts. Usually they're very quiet & shy, but they have little fairy parties now & then and they like to move things around when no one is looking. It's rare that they go out (or, at least, that we know where they've gone...) but on New Years Eve, Freya the fairy went out to a bar!
Freyas New Years
There was this party at a place called Scruffy Murphy's up on Eglinton Ave. The cover was fairly cheap and the band was pretty decent too. She made some new friends and discovered BEER! When faeries get drunk they don't just feel fuzzy, they become fuzzy. Fortunately it has nothing in common with lycanthropy so the revelers were all safe but being the ectoplasmic being she was, it was literally hard to focus on her after a while. The only way you could have been able to tell that Freya was there was the fact that the band had only two singers but there was a third perfect harmony on "Dancing Queen" and some ghostly fiddle soloing on "Home For A Rest". It makes one wonder where faeries carry their instruments or whether there weren't even more of her aetherial tribe present for the closing of the year celebrations at Scruffy's. Chances are if Freya wasn't the only one of her kind there, the others were probably so wasted they were invisible. I guess that's the way it goes.
Anyway, it ended up that Freya flitted drunkenly home as if she was Woodstock from Peanuts. She had to make several stops in trees and short shrubs on the way home as her meandering flight made her quite dizzy sometimes but Freya made it. I imagine when she woke up there was some other faerie's phone number written in shaky marker on her palm or some such other souvenir from the night (paper crown, plastic champagne glass, etc.) in her coat pocket. The evening helped to get rid of the cabin fever she'd been feeling for a bit since she came to live at the house where she was. Maybe, she thought to herself, the city isn't so bad after all.
Thursday, January 05, 2006
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Thank you!
Look out for drunken Fairies, but remember, if they've had way too much to drink, they might be completely invisible. And Fairies love to move things around when no one is looking, but drunk Fairies are the worst for that!
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