Darrow Brook Fairies
How I met the Darbries:
Part Three
First Contact:
I know, I know, I didn’t meet any fairies. Not yet at least. But they had met me. Oooam, had been watching me for a long time. Oooam had watched, wait, I’m getting ahead of myself. Oooam was not her name. Oooam didn’t have a name. She had a sound. When I write Oooam, I’m just trying to type alphabet letters in a way for you to try to understand what her name would sound like if she had a name. The Darrow Brook Fairies don’t have names. The best I can describe it is that your name belongs to you. The Darbrie’s don’t recognize possessions as a thing. They can’t have a name as they don’t have things! I hope you get that as it’s kind of important to know about them. Oooam would never say anything like, I am Oooam. If you forced the issue, she would say, in her own way, something like she wasn’t a sound, and that she’s a Darby, and that you are being silly!
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When I tell you, in her own way, I mean that Darbries don’t talk like we do. They seem to try to use a few words as they can. “Not Sound” and then “Darbrie” she might say, and then finish with “silly”. They can speak in almost perfect old English, if they want, but they rarely do, and most of the clan will giggle as if it’s a big joke. Don’t mistake the broken English and short sentences for a lack of intelligence. Darbries are very smart. Smart in ways we can’t understand or explain. Like I said, they don’t have possessions.
They have wants and desires, but they don’t have a feel of ownership over things. If they find something they like or want, they keep it, but if one of the other Darbries picks it up and takes it away, it’s not a problem. Darbries do whatever they want to do, and sometimes that’s picking up and taking a thing that they like back to their home. It’s not like they don’t miss the object or wish to have the item back, it’s just that they don’t try to control the item. It’s just a thing, and it’s there or it isn’t.

Think of it like this, let’s say that you see a deer in the woods at the pond getting a drink. You like that. You have that view. Then the deer runs off and you want to try to get the deer to come back and drink from the pond. You can’t control that, so you don’t even think to try. That is how they treat possessions, there isn’t any conflict. How smart is that system? That’s what I thought, Darbries aren’t dumb.
Oh, that part about the conflict, that’s just about the small stuff, it doesn’t extend to getting scared or getting hurt or getting chased, anything like that. Darbries are fearless in conflict or combat. You don’t mess with a clan of fairies. Here again, I’m getting way ahead of myself. Where was I?
"Not Sound, Darbrie, Silly"