faery child

Traits of Incarnated Faery’s (fairy’s) & Nature Spirits

Signs that your soul may be of faery or nature spirit origin…
-You didn’t fit in as a child and felt far different from other kids. You may have been advanced as a child in some way like talking, walking or reading much earlier than your peers.

-You have a strong feeling of wanting to go home, and have a feeling sense of what this “home” is like, even if you can’t put it into words.

-You’ve had strong psychic and paranormal experiences as a child, which continue into the present. Seeing spirits, seeing past the illusion, into the future or beyond the lines of time, and having prophetic dreams.

-You’re highly sensitive

-You have a deep inner wisdom, and you feel timeless… Maybe you’ve even had dreams or memories of off planet past lives and experiences in totally different dimensions and ways of existing.

-You have intense and vivid dreams that often take place in places and times which seem to be in another world. Some of these dreams are so vivid they seem more real than reality.

-You have a deep connection with nature, with plants, animals and the physical elements and you seem to be able to communicate with them on a level.

-You may even feel alienated by your parents and immediate family, like they just don’t get you, and you don’t get them. You may have even wondered at times if you were adopted.

-You’re very aware of energy and how the energy of others can affect you.

-You have natural psychic gifts and channeling, or energy healing abilities.

-A longing to fly, or to do a lot of traveling.

So what happens if two people who have promised their firstborn to separate witches have a child together? Do they both just pop up in the nursery and have a custody battle?

I need a book about a little girl whose parents had promised their firstborn to different witches and the only way that both ends of the deal were fulfilled was for them to have joint custody of the child.

O I forbid you, maidens a’,
That wear gowd on your hair,
To come or gae by Carterhaugh,
For young Tam Lin is there.

There’s nane that gaes by Carterhaugh
But they leave him a wad,
Either their rings, or green mantles,
Or else their maidenhead.

Janet has kilted her green kirtle
A little aboon her knee,
And she has broded her yellow hair
A little aboon her bree,
And she’s awa to Carterhaugh
As fast as she can hie.

When she came to Carterhaugh
Tam Lin was at the well,
And there she fand his steed standing,
But away was himsel.

She had na pu’d a double rose,
A rose but only twa,
Till upon then started young Tam Lin,
Says, Lady, thou’s pu nae mae.

Why pu’s thou the rose, Janet,
And why breaks thou the wand?
Or why comes thou to Carterhaugh
Withoutten my command?

“Carterhaugh, it is my own,
My daddy gave it me,
I’ll come and gang by Carterhaugh,
And ask nae leave at thee.”

Janet has kilted her green kirtle
A little aboon her knee,
And she has broded her yellow hair
A little aboon her bree,
And she is to her father’s ha,
As fast as she can hie.

Four and twenty ladies fair
Were playing at the ba,
And out then came the fair Janet,
The flower among them a’.

Four and twenty ladies fair
Were playing at the chess,
And out then came the fair Janet,
As green as onie glass.

Out then spake an auld grey knight,
Lay oer the castle wa,
And says, Alas, fair Janet, for thee,
But we’ll be blamed a’.

“Haud your tongue, ye auld fac’d knight,
Some ill death may ye die!
Father my bairn on whom I will,
I’ll father none on thee.”

Out then spak her father dear,
And he spak meek and mild,
“And ever alas, sweet Janet,” he says,
“I think thou gaest wi child.”

“If that I gae wi child, father,
Mysel maun bear the blame,
There’s neer a laird about your ha,
Shall get the bairn’s name.

“If my love were an earthly knight,
As he’s an elfin grey,
I wad na gie my ain true-love
For nae lord that ye hae.

“The steed that my true love rides on
Is lighter than the wind,
Wi siller he is shod before,
Wi burning gowd behind.”

Janet has kilted her green kirtle
A little aboon her knee,
And she has broded her yellow hair
A little aboon her bree,
And she’s awa to Carterhaugh
As fast as she can hie.

When she came to Carterhaugh,
Tam Lin was at the well,
And there she fand his steed standing,
But away was himsel.

She had na pu’d a double rose,
A rose but only twa,
Till up then started young Tam Lin,
Says, Lady, thou pu’s nae mae.

“Why pu’s thou the rose, Janet,
Amang the groves sae green,
And a’ to kill the bonny babe
That we gat us between?”

“O tell me, tell me, Tam Lin,” she says,
“For’s sake that died on tree,
If eer ye was in holy chapel,
Or christendom did see?”

“Roxbrugh he was my grandfather,
Took me with him to bide
And ance it fell upon a day
That wae did me betide.

“And ance it fell upon a day
A cauld day and a snell,
When we were frae the hunting come,
That frae my horse I fell,
The Queen o’ Fairies she caught me,
In yon green hill do dwell.

“And pleasant is the fairy land,
But, an eerie tale to tell,
Ay at the end of seven years,
We pay a tiend to hell,
I am sae fair and fu o flesh,
I’m feard it be mysel.

“But the night is Halloween, lady,
The morn is Hallowday,
Then win me, win me, an ye will,
For weel I wat ye may.

“Just at the mirk and midnight hour
The fairy folk will ride,
And they that wad their true-love win,
At Miles Cross they maun bide.”

“But how shall I thee ken, Tam Lin,
Or how my true-love know,
Amang sa mony unco knights,
The like I never saw?”

“O first let pass the black, lady,
And syne let pass the brown,
But quickly run to the milk-white steed,
Pu ye his rider down.

“For I’ll ride on the milk-white steed,
And ay nearest the town,
Because I was an earthly knight
They gie me that renown.

“My right hand will be gloved, lady,
My left hand will be bare,
Cockt up shall my bonnet be,
And kaimed down shall my hair,
And thae’s the takens I gie thee,
Nae doubt I will be there.

“They’ll turn me in your arms, lady,
Into an esk and adder,
But hold me fast, and fear me not,
I am your bairn’s father.

“They’ll turn me to a bear sae grim,
And then a lion bold,
But hold me fast, and fear me not,
And ye shall love your child.

“Again they’ll turn me in your arms
To a red het gand of airn,
But hold me fast, and fear me not,
I’ll do you nae harm.

“And last they’ll turn me in your arms
Into the burning gleed,
Then throw me into well water,
O throw me in with speed

“And then I’ll be your ain true-love,
I’ll turn a naked knight,
Then cover me wi your green mantle,
And hide me out o sight.”

Gloomy, gloomy was the night,
And eerie was the way,
As fair Jenny in her green mantle
To Miles Cross she did gae.

At the mirk and midnight hour
She heard the bridles sing,
She was as glad at that
As any earthly thing.

First she let the black pass by,
And syne she let the brown,
But quickly she ran to the milk-white steed,
And pu’d the rider down.

Sae weel she minded what he did say,
And young Tam Lin did win,
Syne covered him wi her green mantle,
As blythe’s a bird in spring

Out then spak the Queen o Fairies,
Out of a bush o broom,
“Them that has gotten young Tam Lin
Has gotten a stately-groom.”

Out then spak the Queen o Fairies,
And an angry woman was she,
“Shame betide her ill-far’d face,
And an ill death may she die,
For she’s taen awa the bonniest knight
In a’ my companie.

“But had I kend, Tam Lin,” said she,
“What now this night I see,
I wad hae taen out thy twa grey een,
And put in twa een o tree.”

—  Tam Lin, traditional Ballad as recorded by James Child (1729)

Disclaimer: My theories are built not just on the Dark Artifices, but from all the previous books as a whole, and will contain spoilers if you haven’t read them. I haven’t watched the Shadowhunter TV series, so these ideas are based solely on book canon.


Why is it the only Shadowhunters that we know to have faerie blood are Mark and Helen Blackthorn? Over a thousand years of history and no mention of any others. Could it be that Shadowhunter and Faerie blood can’t mix much like the Shadowhunter and Demon blood? Could there be an exception or loophole if there was already some demon blood in a Shadowhunter ie) Tessa’s line?

(CP 279-280) Tessa meets Hyacinth at Benedict Lightwood’s party and tells her that fae look for ways to strengthen their bloodline and she comments on how much Tessa looks like her adult mother. That means that the Fae had been watching Elizabeth Grey/Adele Starkweather. And we know that Mark’s blood is prized for it rarity—and so what if the Fae have always had their eye on Tessa’s line, may have even helped Mortmain’s changeling exchange of Adele Starkweather in the hopes of creating Tessa and with her a Shadowhunter line that could breed with faeries. Creepy. I’ll get back to this in a bit.

              I get the sense that the Seelie Queen hasn’t been at full power in a while. Mark in LM (403-404), “The Queen of the Seelie Court can be deprived of her powers if her crown is stolen. Even, Gwyn, who leads the Wild Hunt, must yield authority to any who steals his cloak.” Is this why she is in hiding? Julian and Emma were whipped for this information: it’s important!

My theory: Princess Nerissa knew the Seelie Queen was off her rocker and capable of doing inordinate damage to her own people, so I think she asked the Blackthorn brothers to help her hide the crown in the hopes of diminishing the Seelie Queen’s power.

I think that Nerissa’s affair was with Arthur and not Andrew, and when he wouldn’t break under fae questioning they punished him by trying to break his mind. Julian: LM (pg120) “His lunacy, as the Clave would have termed it, was to Julian’s mind a faerie-spun thing. If they had not destroyed his sanity, they had planted the seeds of its destruction.” And Mark says: LM (pg482) “ ‘Madness’ was the faerie word for it; it was a faerie punishment, in fact, the bringing down of madness.”

I think fearing discovery of what Nerissa had done, Helen and Mark were smuggled out of Faerie to the safety of Andrew’s Shadowhunter Institute and the protection of the Clave, before the fae could use the children as leverage against Nerissa and Arthur. I think Arthur’s mind was broken at this point as a Faerie punishment because he wouldn’t reveal the truth about where the crown was. Andrew took in the children as his own, knowing Arthur wasn’t stable enough to raise them.

When the Faerie convoy comes to the Institute, Julian asks Arthur if he knows why, and with a casualness Arthur tells him: LM (119) “Perhaps Nerissa would know.” It’s with a familiarity that seems like he wasn’t in the thrall of being tortured for seven years. It is known that the fae wove so many illusions for the brothers, much like when Mark first returned, that everything of their testimony before the Clave is suspect. They fae are brilliant at lies for truth and truth in lies. In Arthur’s mind, he knows where to find the Crown and it may have been one of the reasons the L.A. Institute is attacked by Sebastian and Meliorn. Finding the Crown may pull in a plot thread for what the Queen of Air and Darkness is about.

So, was Nerissa discovered and imprisoned? Will Mark and family find her alive and learn the truth? Could she be reunited with Arthur and cure him of the faerie punishment? OR…If she is dead: how does the line of succession in the Seelie Court work? If the Seelie Queen dies, and Nerissa was a Princess, could the next in line for Queen be Helen?

–And has anyone seen Gwyn wearing his cloak?

LM(pg199) Mark: “They told me I had no choice but to leave the Hunt. That the King of the Unseelie Court had commanded it.” Since when does the Unseelie King command the Hunt?

I think in terms of general politics, the Unseelie King is making a move to take over all of Faerie. The chapters of LoS are based on Poe’s poem Dreamland. The poem describes a very fae-like place where the dead roam and is presumably ruled by a Lord of Shadows. I think the King believes that the Black Volume of the Dead will give him the power to become that Lord of Shadows. I think he already has Gwyn’s cloak and is forcing an independent Wild Hunt to yield to his authority, and the Queen’s on the run because she doesn’t have the Crown of Thorns and she knows he’ll kick her ass. He wants to rule all the Fae, not just the Unseelie Court, and this puts Faerie in the midst of a civil war.

And that gives us the Dark Artifices: 1) Black Volume of the Dead 2) Gwyn’s cloak 3) Crown of Thorns

And this is the backdrop that Emma and the Blackthorns will be walking into when they go to rescue Kieran.

–And remember the Blackthorns didn’t technically fulfill the deal. They never turned over Malcolm to the Court for justice (and the King could care less about the murderer, he just thought the murderer had the book). The Fae are very big on technicalities so they’re not just going to let Mark go. They’ll press their claim. But, of course they could restrike a bargain: The King want the Book, Gwyn wants his cloak and the Queen wants her crown. Any of them would be willing help free Mark if they got what they wanted. Easy Peasy. Kieran’s predicament could be a lure to bring the Blackthorns to Fae.

***(I think someone will become the Lord of Shadows, but it won’t be the King…stay tuned for Part 3 of my theories as to who it will be when I go into my thoughts about who will die)***

But, what else might the Blackthorns find in Fae….

Christine from Polandbanana books likes the theory of Sebastian having a child with the Seelie Queen and it’s a good one— (even works with my theory of Shadowhunter/Demon blood combo needed to procreate), but it’s almost too obvious.

So, I have a twist… I wonder about Kaelie Whitewillow and her brief fling with Jace Herondale. Remember, the fae knew Jace was a Herondale, even while no one else did, and they are trying to strengthen their bloodlines. Why would a Queen’s handmaiden be a waitress in a restaurant in New York that Jace frequented—or bother to flirt with him in the first place? And why would a waitress be the one the Seelie Queen sent when the Dark War was over in the hopes of negotiating terms?  That’s a weighty responsibility.

(COHF 639-) “Jocelyn Fairchild sat beside Maryse, but there was no sign anywhere of Clary Fray or Jace Lightwood.” Jace wasn’t there and he was the only one who maybe had a hope of convincing the Clave of leniency, but why would he? Did Kaelie think she had leverage over him?

What if it isn’t Sebastian’s child in Faerie, but Jace’s?

I can picture Jules’ annoyance at this muttering to himself: “Why can’t the Herondales ever keep track of their children?”


(If you haven’t recovered from the Jace thing above, please take a break before you continue) …

Meliorn could lie because one of his parents was not fae. No one ever talks about who his non fae parent was. Theory: Benedict Lightwood. The man was infected with Demon Pox (there is a lovely song), so it still fits the demon blood theory and would make him eligible for fatherhood of a fae—and we know from the party Will and Tessa attended way back in the day (CP) he was promiscuous, in case the Demon Pox didn’t give that away.

But, if so, that would have made Meliorn a Shadowhunter. One denied of his rightful name and place within Shadowhunter society because of his mixed blood—Benedict Lightwood would have considered him a dirty little secret. In terms of age: We don’t know how long Shadowhunter/Fae children live, if their immortal or if their life span is extended. We do know that time works differently in faerie and Mark hasn’t aged, so Meliorn could easily have lived 100+ years. Meliorn could have plotted retribution on the Clave for generations nursing a hatred against the Lightwood name who refused to claim him, that only got worse after Robert Lightwood’s actions with the Circle.

So…for my next big theory: If Meliorn was a Shadowhunter, he could have entered anyplace a Shadowhunter could have, including the Institutes. I think he exchanged baby Max for a changeling (revenge not just for the Lightwood name, but punishment for Robert’s deeds while in the Circle) and raised the biological Lightwood child as his foster son in Faerie.

The boy would have been turned against the Shadowhunters with stories of the Circle, how the Clave treated their own in Mark and Helen Blackthorn, and been privileged to a first-hand account of the Fae’s suffering under the Cold Peace. He probably would believe that Meliorn rescued him from the Shadowhunters and seeing as how his counterpart is dead (Sebastian did seem surprised at how fragile their Max was), he may have a point. And seeing as how Alec killed his ‘father’—this could be an awkward future reunion. His age (if not screwy with fae time), would coincide close with Dru’s.

He would make such an interesting character dynamic full of anger and angst against the Clave, making Alec and Isabelle’s lives miserable—the Clave would never trust him. The Wicked Powers is in five years’ time which would put him and Dru around 18, a good age for main characters and possible ships.  


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Faeries - writing research help

Hey guys! Grim here. 

This post will be on the Aes Sidhe (sidhe is pronounced like shee), fairies or fae. Every writer writes the fae their own way, but some research and background information never hurt anyone. Remember that research is your bread and butter, folks.  

Again, i would like to apologies for typos that will undoubtedly slip past me - the post is likely to be filled with red lines because of the faerie names and Irish words and my keyboard is obstinate on the best of days. (Seriously, if MS word can recognize some of the idiosyncrasies of the Hiberno-dialect, why can’t chrome? It has declared war on the letter s and made me doubt my spelling.)

(Also I am not going to rant about how a certain suethor made blood drinking creatures who more resemble the fae folk than actual vampires, but i will say for you to do your research and change the name of your supernatural creature if they match another creature more than the one you have named them after.)


What is a faerie?

Fairy, or faerie, is the term for a group of supernatural creatures who are said to be “neither in God’s nor the devil’s service” - that is, neither good nor evil. They are completely outside of religion - it does not interest them, and in certain cases the fae will leave someone alone if they ask for blessings from whatever deity or deities they worship.

Some say that faeries are the children of angels and demons, or that they are fallen angels who were indecisive during the fall and as such, were shown mercy. Before Christianity came to Ireland it was said that the fae were the Tuatha Dé Danann who had been driven underground by the Milesians - those who the Irish are now descended from. Still yet others claim that faeries escort the souls of the dead to heaven, while themselves being barred from it, or that they are themselves dead souls undergoing penance for past actions before they may be admitted to heaven.

Whatever the truth, the fae now live underground in a land where time does not pass as it does on the surface - three short days underground could equal three centuries above, a few hours could be a century. (It does seem to fluctuate a bit) 

The faerie court

Each faerie household contains a king, a queen and a fool. King Fionvarra rules over all western faeries alongside his queen, Oonagh (I suspect this may be an Anglicization as Úna is far more common/correct in Irish, much like how the second “n” got added to Conor when it started being used outside of Ireland. Yes google, I am sure that Conor is the correct spelling, you’re the one in the wrong here so stop bloody highlighting it!!!! My apologies for that rant, I am bad with computers. Now let us return to our scheduled posting.)

The fool, or amadan (fool, male only, there’s a separate word for female fool, Oisean. An “i” gets added before the “n” in both cases to make a plural. the spelling amadawn is another Anglicization.) stays within the faerie borders except for June. for that month, he wanders about in mortal lands wild and half naked, dashing mortal wits out. Yes, you read that correctly, he essentially goes about hitting people with whatever is on hand and in the process reduces their IQ by a considerable amount. Worse still, there is no cure. 


It is a mostly forgotten fact that only male children are stolen from the cradle. Females are stolen closer to adulthood, essentially being chosen to become a faerie chief’s lover for seven years, at which point they will be returned as a withered hag. Sometimes the fae will take an adult of either gender, usually to perform some task for them or to marry a chief or queen. In the former case, if they complete the task, the fae will allow them to return, rich and successful beyond their dreams. A human taken to nurse a sick faerie might return as a world renowned doctor, for example. 

In any case, the fae leave behind a substitute encased in a glamour charm. this could be anything from a log to a dying faerie child to a human who was stolen and has now grown old (the fae like humans to die among their own when the time comes), who will soon grow ill and die.

A number of brutal “cures” were used to force the fae to return the original child, including using foxglove to “burn the entrails out of the faerie”. Of course, in all cases, this was just an innocent child being tortured to death - do not try this at home, or any other such “cure”. if you really feel the need to test someone for faerieness, WAIT UNTIL THEY CAN EAT PROPERLY and give them some jam and bread. When they eat it you will know that your fears are completely unfounded. The fae cannot stomach human food of any description. There is no reason to hurt an innocent child.

I do not think anyone would actually do such a thing, but one must cover their own back, yes? 

It was also believed possible for one to enter the faerie fort and take back the child, provided they had not drank three times of the er, enchanted milk. Yes, i just balked at putting the word starting with b in there, purely because of the whole enchanted milk thing. Yeesh. Excuse me… I need the brain bleach.

Much better. Where was I? Ah, yes.

In the case of a stolen wife her husband could attack the faeries when they are abroad and rescue her that way, or by taking the impostor’s girdle, burning it and burying the pin from it.

The Leprechaun and the Cluricaun

Leprechauns make shoes. They are not caricatures of the Irish. please stop using them as such. They wear grey coats, a leather apron, and a red hat for a bit of colour. They are foul-mouthed and generally disagreeable. They guard faerie treasure, and each leprechaun’s entrusted horde is marked by a rainbow. if found and caught, a leprechaun will tell a mortal where the treasure is, but as soon as they get a chance they will thwart the would be thief. In one case a man marked the tree one such rove was buried under with a red cloth. He made the leprechaun swear not to touch the cloth or the treasure while he left to get a shovel, and when he returned every tree in the forest had a red cloth tied ‘round it.

Clurichauns are either close cousins of the leprechauns or simply extremely drunken leprechauns on a spree. either way, the leprechauns deny any association to the cluricauns. cluricauns look exactly like leprechauns save a reddish nose - potentially the result of too much alcohol - and clothing.

The Fear Dearg

A near relation to the leprechaun who enjoys mischief making. Nothing amuses him more than mortal terror. One should say “Ná déan magadh fúm” or “Do not mock me” when encountering a fear dearg to prevent oneself becoming part of some cruel trick or game. strangely enough, the fear dearg show not malice, but favour through their tricks - if thy trick you, you have something they want to see. They might terrorize a modest musician into giving them a performance, for example. 

They will attach themselves to certain houses and will expect a certain treatment, such as food and drink being left out when the household goes to bed.

The fear dearg is good natured and will bring good luck to his targets. (How is natured not a word asdfghjkl!)

Merrows and Silkies

Male merrows will sit by the sea in any weather, scanning for brandy that has been lost with a wrecked ship. Female merrows find them repulsive and instead seek to tease mortal men. Both genders wear a cap and have webbed fingers.

If a fisherman manages to take a female merrow’s cap, she will forget her life in the sea. The fishermen inevitable fail to destroy or adequately hide the cap, and once found, the female merrow will try it on and remember her life in the sea.

Silkies are seals by day and humans by night. They will obey anyone who holds their seal skin, which they shed every evening and leave on the sand. If they marry a human who then becomes lost at sea, they will sing from the cliffs to guide their spouse home.


Banshees are not the causes of death, merely a harbinger. Banshees will attach themselves to an old family (descended from the Milesians) ans will wail upon the death of a family member. They are exclusively female and can be found washing the shirts of those not long for this world. Banshees love their families and will exult at their great deeds and good fortunes, following them to distant lands and attending their funerals unseen.

The Dullahan

Sometimes seen in the company of the banshee, the dullahan appears where a mortal dies. He drives a black carriage with six headless horses and gathers the souls of the dead. He strikes any living being to see him blind.

The Lianhan Shee

The Lianhan Shee, or love faerie, seeks the love and dominion over mortal men. There is only one Lianhan Shee, and she is more a force than anything, for all faeries who love are said to become one with her and to the mortal man who longs for her she is the only one. No one has ever described the Lianhan Shee. She insists upon her lovers entering Tír na nÓg (land of the young).


There are many other types of faerie, but this post is getting long, so i’m going to stop here.

I hope this post helps with writing inspiration/research!

Lullaby to the Changeling Child

The day may come some day, my love
That finds you far from home
Recall your mother’s words, my love
To protect you as you roam

Eat nothing offered you, my love
In lands of summer fair
Though hunger gnaws your bones, my love
Their food will trap you there

Beautiful are they, my love
The fair and fickle folk
Hungry too are they, my love
And would eat you in a gulp

No lies may cross their lips, my love
Though truth is e’er their bane
But trust nothing that they say, my love
Trickery runs in their veins

So where you go, keep safe, my love
For dangers lie ahead
But now, this night, you’re here, my love
Safe in your own little bed