20221116153111-fairy_genocide.md (3402B)
1 title: Fairy Genocide 2 author: Yuval Langer 3 date: 2022-11-16 15:31 4 tags: fairies, genocide, magic, pixies, war 5 --- 6 7 It had been a few months after the peace delegation had disappeared 8 without a trace deep in the Human territories south of the Forest. The 9 war with the Human was at a standstill and both parties had decided to 10 attempt peace negotiations. Now news of atrocities started to pour 11 in. Whole villages gone to the Human aggressor, with an odd survivor 12 reaching the Forest capital, telling strange stories of powerful Human 13 warlocks possessing spells capable of striking down all Fairies around 14 them, even stranger was that those warlocks were children. 15 16 -------- 17 18 The Serrate Leafs' General, Baron Rhubarb "Rub" Popkin, was well 19 rested after a day and a half in the luxurious royal suite. The place 20 was immense, fitted for Human proportions. He got up from his bed, the 21 size of a Nutball field, and flew to the little drawers, normally used 22 to store paper and envelopes, on top of the enormous desk where he 23 stored his uniforms. He was far away from home, here in the Human 24 capital, many hundreds of kilometres to the south of The Forest. 25 26 "Today we will make history and stop this bloody bloody war," thought 27 Rub. 28 29 He met the rest of the delegation outside, all already mounted on top 30 of their rabbits. He mounted his rabbit, Lazylegs, and they marched to 31 a tent of gargantuan proportions where the ceremony was held, 32 signalling the beginning of the peace talks. 33 34 The ceremony started with music, loud and obnoxious, from loud and 35 obnoxious instruments the size of a building. There have been an 36 accompaning dance routine. 37 38 "Flailing hills, these Humans," the General Baron thought. 39 40 After the stage cleared he was invited to go to his seat at the 41 table. A wooden chair with fine filligries, custom made for this 42 occassion. It was badly proportioned and uncomfortable. 43 44 "A little back ache for the safety of our people." 45 46 The Human Myriads' Master, Monsieur Tepid Pool, had finally greeted 47 the parties and made a little speech - the horrors of the century long 48 war, the price both Human and Fairy had spent on this standstill 49 military engagement, the lost years and lost lives and what could have 50 been but will never be. 51 52 It was Popkin's turn. A Human relay was assigned to him, relaying in 53 his thunderous Human voice what Popkin had said in the regular 54 loudness of his own voice. He talked of Fairy culture - their affinity 55 to the woods, their cities in the treetops, their lives with the 56 forest animals and the Gnomes of the burrows, absent from the 57 delegation as they were still suspicious of Humans, the magic that 58 made them a match to giant Humans. 59 60 The relay repeated his words, of Fairy magic, and a small child in the 61 audience shouted loudly: 62 63 "Ay doon believe in magic!" 64 65 The Human child was promptly shushed, but the damage was done. Popkin 66 and his delegation suddenly screamed, zooming through the air, 67 scattering in all directions, and eventually slowly fell like autumn 68 leafs to the floor. Only their rabbit mounts were left of the 69 delegation. Lazyleg slowly hopped to his master's body, like the rest 70 of the rabbits hopping to theirs', and gently sniffed then nudged the 71 lifeless body of Baron Popkin. 72 73 From the stage, Tanisloff Gregorin - Top Commander of the Human 74 military - considered the child with a wide grin and knew that the war 75 was now far from over, but already won.