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What are faeries? 
-
well I believe that all kinds of angels are faeries including Dwarfs,
Elfs, Puck, Pixies, Brownie, etc I think all kinds of human being
looking but not real human being are faeries.
Faeries
have several different names Fae, Fata, Faerie, Fairy, etc.
That doesn't really matter. All names depend on the different language
in the world. I think Faeries are simply angels .
And I'm not an expert on faeries. I read some about them. I'll tell
you some interesting stuffs I know about faeries.
Faeries
were said in lots of different stories about how they ever happened to
be in this world. Some said they were angels that were punished from
God so they had to live on this earth. Some said they are fallen angels
that are too good to go to hell and too bad to be in heaven. Some
said they are the hidden children of Eve . God found them and he
said to Eve that "
You hid your children from me so your children
will be hidden from you, too " 
Faeries
can live on the ground under the water,etc. It's like according to where
they fell from heaven. So you'll find faeries living under the ground ,
under the water, on the ground and stuff.
It is
believed that not faeries are small. Some have a human being's size and
some used to have a gigantic size but the size just got smaller and smaller.
It is also believed that not all of'em have wings. Some don't and
they use things to help them travel like brooms, horses, ragwort stems,
grass. Faeries don't always have to be woman!!!!
Some Faeries can be visible or invisible at
will but a lot of them can be visible at night only or by the light of
the noon day.
- There are
both bad and good faeries. I think we should pay attention at good faeries
only. Here they are!
-Throughout
the Germanic countries, from Austria to Scandinavia, are found tales of
the dwarven people who live underground, where they amass great treasures
of old. They are a stunted people, of great strength, and most often prefer
living in solitude.
Dwarfs
are usually friendly and some time they help us our work but when they
do help us, they expect us to pay them in full and if we don't, they are
going to be really angry and might steal stuffs from us.
Some
call him Robin Good-fellow,
Hob-goblin or mad Crisp,
And some againe doe tearme him oft
by name of Will the Wispe;
But call him by what name you list
I have studied on my pillow,
I think the best name he deserves
Is Robin the Good Fellow.
Merry Jests of Robin Goodfellow, unknown author.
This
is another faerie. Robin Good Fellow is the name for Puck. He has
the mortal mother and a feary father. He's responsible for many pranks,
such as leading travellers astray.
"Asrai"
is the faerie that lives in the water. he only rose once in a hundred
years and he will have to come back before dawn or else he will vanish
away.
"Boggle"
likes to have fun tricking us but he is harmless.
But he also can be a real pain because it's almost impossible to get rid
of him unless he just get bored.
"Boggart"
can some time represent a ghost. he might
have a headless shape and he likes staying in old buildings.
He likes carrying waight with him and walk in the house. Some time in a
cold night, he'll come and steal the sheet
or bed cover. Boggarts are dim-witted and can occasionally be tricked into
moving out. One of the best ways to trick them is to get them to agree
to stay out while the "hollies are green". It will be a season or two before
the boggart realizes he's been tricked, and in any case will never be able
to enter the house again.
"Shellycoat"
likes bothering hapless mortals, especially
those who were lazy, incontinent, or guilty of criminal activity. He often
led unwary travellers astray on merry chases through briars and across
rivers. But rarely did he actually seek to harm people.
"Brownie" 
are well known in North of England and Scotland.
They are described to be wearing ragged clothes most of the times and some
time are naked. They're hairy, too. They help us work at night time
and It's so hard to see them because they value their privacy the most.
They are really picky about the etiquette. True that they demand
a bowl of milk or cream and some time a honey cake but we shouldn't give
it directly to them like a reward or else they'll feel offensive. We should
just leave it there and just let them take it as they wish.
If they are offended, they'll come and haunt us like a boggart.
"Bwca"
is the Welsh brownie, normally helpful when treated well. However if the
etiquette is ignored and he is mistreated in any way, he becomes an incredible
nuissance, sometimes even becoming violent toward his former masters. The
bwca can make itself invisible, and is very adept at hiding, so bwcas are
seldom seen unless they wish to be. Bwcas hate tetotallers and dissenters
and often cause them trouble. Also called bwbachod (singular, bwbach).
"Pixies"
are common in Cornwall, Devon, and Sommerset. They are great tricksters.
They like leading travellers astrays and like ridding horses at night time.
We can tell if that horse was ridden by pixies by it's mane. If it's mane
are tangled or tied in little knots then BIngo!!! They like dressing
in green most of the time with the weird matterial or rag.
# 3 strict rules to handle
faeries#
1 Never reward the faeries
except for placing a bowl of milk or cream and fresh fruit or sweet by
the fence at night.
2 Never go and talk to
them directly or peaking at them for they value privacy ( this doesn't
apply to all kinds)
3 If faeries help you with
your work, you need to give them a bowl of cream or milk and fresh fruit
or sweet.
If you treat them well,
then they'll really protect you.
Let
me tell you a story of the Phouka
Fairy Help: The Phouka
From Lady Wilde's Ancient
Legends of Ireland, pages
48-49:
The Phouka is a friendly being, and often helps the farmer at his work
if he is treated well and kindly. 
One day a farmer's son was minding the cattle in the field when something
rushed past him like the wind; but he was not frightened, for he knew it
was the Phouka on his way to the old mill by the moat where the fairies
met every night. So he called out, "Phouka,
Phouka! show me what you are like, and I'll give you my big coat to keep
you warm." Then a young bull came to him lashing
his tail like mad; but the Phadrig threw the coat over him, and in a moment
he was quiet as a lamb, and told the boy to come to the mill that night
when the moon was up, and he would have good luck.
So Phadrig went, but saw nothing except sacks of corn all lying about on
the ground, for the men had fallen asleep, and no work was done. Then he
lay down also and slept, for he was very tired: and when he woke up early
in the morning there was all the meal ground, though certainly the men
had not done it, for they still slept. And this happened for three nights,
after which Phadrig determined to keep awake and watch.
Now there was an old chest in the mill, and he crept into this to hide,
and just looked through the keyhole to see what would happen. And exactly
at midnight six little fellows came in, each carrying a sack of corn upon
his back, and after them came an old man in tattered rags of clothing,
and he bade them turn the
mill, and they turned and
turned till all was ground.
Then Phadrig ran to tell his father, and the miller determined to watch
the next night with his son, and both together saw the same thing happen.
After
this the father grew so rich that there was no end to his money, for he
had no men to pay, and all his corn was ground without spending a penny.
Of course the people wondered much over his riches, but he never told them
about the Phouka, or their curiosity would have spoiled the luck.
Now Phadrick went often to the mill and hid in the chest that he might
watch the fairies at work; but he had great pity for the poor old Phouka
in his tattered clothes, who yet directed everything and had hard
work of it sometimes keeping the little Phoukas in order. So Phadrig, out
of love and gratitude, bought a fine suit of cloth and silk and laid it
one night on the floor of the mill just where the old Phouka always stood
to give his orders to the little men, and then he crept into the chest
to watch.
"How is this?"
said the Phouka when he saw the clothes. "Are
these for me? I shall be turned into a fine gentleman."
And he put them on, and then began to walk up and down admiring himself.
But suddenly he remembered the corn and went to grind as usual, then stopped
and cried out--
"No,
no. No more work for me. Fine
gentlemen
don't grind corn. I'll go
out
and see a little of the world and
show
my fine clothes." And he
kicked
away the old rags into a
corner,
and went out.
No corn was ground that night, nor the next, nor the next; all the little
Phoukas ran away, and not a sound was heard in the mill. Then Phadrig grew
very sorry for the loss of his old friend, and used to go out into the
fields and call out, "Phouka, Phouka! come
back to me. Let
me see your face." But the old Phouka never
came back, and all his life long Phadrig never looked on the face of his
friend again. However, the farmer had made so much money that he wanted
no more help; and he sold the mill, and reared up Phadrig to be a great
scholar and a gentleman, who had his own house and land and servants. And
in time he married a beautiful lady, so beautiful that the people said
she must be daughter to the king of the fairies.
A strange thing happened at the wedding, for when they all stood up to
drink the bride's health, Phadrig saw beside him a golden cup filled with
wine. And no one knew how the golden cup had come to his hand; but Phadrig
guessed it was the Phouka's gift, and he drank the wine without fear and
made his bridge drink also. And ever after their lives were happy and prosperous,
and the golden cup was kept as a treasure in the family, and the descendants
of Phadrig have it in their possession to this day.
by
William Butler Yeats
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