[Opinion] Call me Mulder. cause I think Fae exist.

[TraffyLawwhereVee]

TLDR: They exist. just don't know where the world can go if they knew about it. Lmao, we already can;t handle the variety of the human race and all our forms.

Greetings,
I believe the truth is out there. Whose truth I really don't know but I started this thread to see what everyone's experience is and what testimonials you have available. I'm open to different ideas of what's out there.
With Peace and spooky vibes.
Totally not spooky just very curious.
P.S. I'm under the impression Fae is a catch all term.....it very well may not include dragons and demon/ daemons.... therefore correct me and please describe your experience with contact. Thank you in advance.

 

[Reynard]

When I was six, I went to Blackpool with my Nan. I don't remember anything about the trip other than seeing fairies in the curtains.

I woke up early, while it was still dark. My Nan was in the same bed and she was still asleep, so I just lay there. The curtains were thin, and I think they had some sort of floral or bird design on them. As the sun rose, I noticed that the images on the curtains started moving. I am still convinced, decades later, that they actually moved. There were dozens of them, little creatures that slowly crept along the fabric, stopping beside one another, then moving on, as if having conversations with one another. They were fairies, I thought (why I thought fairies, I'm not sure, but six-year-old me positively believed it).

I clearly remember that as the room lightened, the fairies slowed down, and one stopped directly between the two curtains, half on one side and half on the other. I worried what would happen when my Nan drew the curtains open, that it would be split in half.

I know at the time I genuinely believed the creatures in the curtains were fairies. Over the years, I've thought back on that event a lot, and I think there are probably three possibilities:

1. I was a six-year-old who'd just woken up in an unfamiliar place, in that fuzzy border between sleep and waking, and it might have been a dream. (I'm not convinced by this, though.)
2. Perhaps there was a tree outside the window, and as the sun rose, it cast shadows on the curtains. Either the wind made the branches move about, or birds were fluttering from branch to branch, or just the angle of the sun behind it made the patterns on the fabric look like they were moving.
3. There really were fairies in the curtains. Much less likely, but it makes me smile and I like to believe it.

There you go. My one and only experiences with fairies.