Faries Downfall

This is the final instalment for the abandoned island. I used the writing prompt dear diary and used a diary entry style to write this one. If you need to catch up with the story, there are a number of posts for you to read first. First up is THE ABANDOND ISLAND posted 6-18-25. Then you will need to go to GATHERING FEAR posted in 2 parts on 8-27-25 and 9-3-25. The third story you’ll need to read is EDITH’S LAST WISH also posted in 2 parts on 10-1-25 and 10-8-25. You will be able to read this one after that, but I make reference to CRYSTAL THE GENIE on 5-21-25 and WELL’S RESTORTION on 11-12-25 if you want to read those as well. I am ready to put these Faries to rest. I hope you enjoy.

January

Dear Diary,

Centuries have passed since we came to this dimension. Our queen has taken such good care of us, finding a home in this willow tree, away from human interference. She had found a source of energy to sustain us that we now know is not fear but something much more powerful. Humans have called it anxiety. The life force I gives us helped us transform ourselves and drove the humans away from this island, we claimed. We travel to the mainland for the energy we need. So, the humans being gone have not posed an issue. And now our lovely Queen Maribelle is ready to move on to her next life and has appointed me as the new queen. I don’t know what I did to be so lucky. I have been studying under her for the last five years and she has decided that I am now ready to take over. So, the coronation will be held in a month’s time. We have sent out more workers to gather extra fear and anxiety to sustain the whole tribe for the transition period.

February

Dear Diary,

The coronation was a success, and I am officially Queen Annabelle. First order of business is the former Queen’s departure ceremony. It will be the grandest one I have ever attended. At the ceremony’s simplest it is beautiful for all who witness. As a tribe we will each give a small piece of ourselves and cover her until she is surrounded by a coffin made by ourselves. Then we will hang the coffin in the highest branch. It should take about a week for her life force to start to be absorbed into the rest of us. Finally, the dried-up coffin will fall, and Maribelle will be no more.

May

Dear Diary.

I convinced my advisors to finally allow me to venture out. If I am going to do anything to enhance our longevity in the dimension, I need to be free to search for alternative resources. In pervious dimensions we only ever used up the living beings and then had to move on, which was only about a millennium. Then we also lose so much in the move. I want to be sure the future lasts longer than our resources. So, they agreed that once the wind is not going to blow me around anymore, I can set out with an escort. Braxton was voted to be the best option to keep me safe. I am excited to get out there for my people’s benefit.

July

Dear Diary,

They all thought Queen Maribelle was crazy when she claimed that the humans had magic. She couldn’t get any scouts to find anything other than the pearl necklace she had. None of the advisors believed her either, stating that they couldn’t feel any power eminati0ong from the simple stand of beads. But I could feel it. And I knew that there could be more. This is what I am determined to find. Braxton keeps trying to guide our path. For some reason he can’t understand this pull I feel. I know that it is the magical items I seek, I just need to find them. I have had to remind Braxton of his place. He is here to protect me, not to tell me what to do. I had to remind him I am his queen and that I can go where I feel is needed to help our tribe. After some time, he finally relented and just followed me. I am traveling further in land than Queen Maribelle ever did, but I know our scouts have been here. I’m not sure what I’ll find but I can feel it pulling me towards it.

August

Dear Diary,

I found it! In a small town about five hundred miles away from our home there is a small town of humans. I was drawn to the well in the center of the town. As we drew nearer, even Braxton was able to sense the strength of the magic. A large concentration of magic deep inside the hole. The magic is embedded in coins of gold silver bronze and iron. Braxton and I called forward a small troop to help us transport as much as we could back to the willow tree. I will send out troops to continue to bring back coins. Once back home we will have to work out how to extract the magic and what benefits the magic could bring to us.

September

Dear Diary,

It took weeks to bring every coin back and hundreds of gatherers working every day, but we got them all. I know magic would help us. We started with just one of the gold coins and once we learned how to extract the magic, we felt a surge of power coursing through us. We even grew a little in size which was completely unexpected. I could also feel some energy coming back to the tree. We will take our time. The surge I felt when the first coin broke is so addicting I want more.

October

Dear Diary,

 We have made it through all the gold coins and silver coins. We will start on the bronze coins this week. The tree that has been dying since we moved in is growing its leaves back again. Which is good because we have also been growing in size. Enough to be seen by humans now. We also have a strength we never knew existed. I have advisors who are worried about how fast I am exposing us to this “new and potentially dangerous” magic bit I know they can feel the same power I do each time another coin is opened. There are so many of the bronze coins now that it will take us over a month to break into them all. The only downside is I can tell that each coin holds a different amount of magic. Must have been why only Queen Maribelle and myself could feel the magic from the pearl necklace. We have now broken that open as well, but it didn’t hold as much as the coins did. I can’t seem to be satisfied with what we have already. So, we will continue to open coins till we run out. Then we will find more magic somehow.

November

Dear Diary,

We started breaking open the iron coins this week. And I can’t explain what is going on. Faries are getting sick and dying. I can’t find a reason. The advisors are trying to say that we pushed it too fast. That the magic is making us sick, but I don’t believe so because we have been at this for months with no ill side effects. I have sent out Faries that are still healthy to try to find a reason for the illness. They came back empty handed. We are on track to finish breaking open the iron coins within a few weeks. I’m sure the magic will make everything better. It needs to.

December

Dear Diary,

I messed up. They are all almost gone now. We discovered that iron is poisonous to us. And the dust that was floating around got to everyone in no time. It’s all my fault. If I hadn’t been so greedy with the magic, I would have checked the material first. We don’t interact much with items from humans. We never needed too. And now my people are dying. We have survived multiple dimensions and generations of queens. Somehow, I have messed it all up and we will be extinct in the next few days. Queen Maribelle would be so disappointed in me.