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‘I was in a clearing on a mountain, on a full moon in autumn. Friends were in a truck not far away listening to music, and I was dancing and spinning a stick in the moonlight. After a while, I noticed a swarm of things, hundreds of them, about an inch or two long flying in a circle around me. It was too chilly to be insects, and they were all flying counterclockwise. I was trying to figure out Wtf? When one landed on my nose. A two-inch thing sitting on your nose is kinda hard to see, but it sure as hell looked like a tiny vaguely luminescent person with wings (which were tickling my eyelashes). It was a pretty amazing moment. Then one of the guys got out of the truck, I dropped the stick, and they all took off into the trees.’ ‘They were fast and hard to see. Would have mistaken them for insects, except it was too cold, and the behavior was weird. And in the moonlight they seemed like they glowed a bit, like phosphorescent fungus, but could have been a trick of the light. The one on my nose I couldn’t see well. Seemed humanish very small very light, and it kinda tickled.’ ‘[Why fairies?] The dancing, the flying in a circle, the faint glow, the one that landed on my nose, and it just really seemed to be the case. Dunno man. It was faeries. I’ve had other experiences before and since, but never one so undeniable. I mean, faeries comes and sits on your nose, that kinda… it’s no longer a matter of belief.’ ‘[What are fairies?] no clue. I think that’s a broad territory, and one that gets awful fuzzy in the reality department.’ ‘I think usually, it’s a corner of the eye thing, or a something merely felt or heard or… They seem not exactly ‘here’. I think in my experience I was in an elsewhere for a bit there. There is a tendency of feeling, a particular resonance that I associate with faerie that is not the case with other phenomenon. I don’t know of course, as this is strange business.’