The
Toothfaery is almost unique among the many species of faery as is it is one of
only three species to live alongside humans.
In other words, it is one of the Housefaeries. The Dustfaery and the Bathfaery are, of
course, the others, the Toothfaery evolving from the latter. The Toothfaery gets its name from its
affinity for enamel, something it needs just as much as we require food and
drink. As such they build their homes
from it, as simple close proximity to the substance enables them to live. They use this process rather than eating or
drinking because they have no mouths or digestive systems. They communicate through telepathy.
Each
Toothfaery is allocated a child from which to “farm” milk teeth by the Queen
Toothfaery, who lives in Egypt. The milk teeth of one child is ample for a
house and a long life. As such, a young
Toothfaery, still rich from the liquid enamel suckled from its mother’s teat
but close to the point when it will have to fend for itself, will be allocated
a child whose first milk tooth has begun to wobble. This the Queen knows due to her acute hearing
which can detect the sucky noise of a
wobbly tooth from any other and who is in tune with Toothfaeries the world
over, keeping note of the birth and death of every one and communicating with
each as it comes of age.
The great
tragedy of this allocation, of course, is that some Toothfaeries are forced to
live a life of solitude. Others are
forced into a nomad existence if their child moves house. If such an event occurs, they are allocated a
new child, meaning they have to abandon their first house and start again,
usually at great risk to their own well-being.
Those lucky enough to find a mate will join their houses together and
use this double house to bring up their children and to grow old together.
Their
special relationship with humans started off as mere thievery. Children, or parents, would save their milk
teeth as they fell in a special box which Toothfaeries would infiltrate using
their own guile and cunning. However,
this caused humans to go searching for them, eventually finding the
perpetrators and beginning a mass extermination. Fortunately for the Toothfaery, a wily young
seven-year old called Tom Johnson (known to Toothfaeries across the world as
The Saviour) was able to forge a deal with his allocated Toothfaery to exchange
his teeth for real monies, a plan which benefited both parties and a custom
that has gone on ever since.
The only
snag in the tale is the secrecy Toothfaeries like to shroud themselves in. Ever since The Great Discovery and Tom
Johnson’s Business Plan, the Toothfaery has done everything it can to remain
unseen. Even going as far as to give
children anaesthetic to ensure they stay asleep while they undergo the
troublesome, and often dangerous, task of retrieving each precious tooth. Accordingly I have been asked to pass on a
message. Any child caught awake and
trying to gain a sighting of their Toothfaery will be severely reprimanded. One boy I knew at school swore blind he had
seen his Toothfaery and we all thought nothing of it. That is, until the day after his last milk
tooth fell. The day all his teeth
started to turn black and fall from his mouth one by one.
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