A/N: Lately I've just been getting so many new ideas... please forgive me for starting new stories without finishing my others ;n;
Anyway, this story is not a prequel to Simple Gifts, in case anyone is here from my other Lord of the Rings story. It is a total stand alone story that takes place during the Hobbit and some time after. I have created an original race in this story, and this chapter is just an introduction to the race that my OC will belong to. The real story line starts next chapter :)
The fairies, who called themselves the Avika, were the second children of Eru Iluvatar and were an ancient race of immortal beings often overshadowed by the beauty and wisdom of the firstborn-the elves. They, the fairies, could naturally live for millennia, survive very severe injury and illness, and did not age after maturing, but it was not impossible to kill them through violence. While not as fair or intelligent as elves, the Avika were blessed with another gift: wings to fly.
Fairy wings sprouted from between the shoulder blades, glowed and billowed like fire, and came in all shapes and sizes, some small and iridescent while others expansive and smoky. When not used, they can be retracted out of sight and for all fairies, the wings were considered the most precious possessions one could have. Of all the humanoid races in Middle Earth, the fairies were the most wild and free-spirited; guardians of the realm of sky.
Not only were wings a thing a beauty and an symbol of freedom, but they were a means of defense as well. Those with wings that could hardened into tough crystals at will-bearers of these wings are regarded as the Tharn-could outlast almost any attacker; those with wings from which small shards of crystal could be shot were called the Thirist and were considered the most powerful in offensive fights; wings with the lightest weight and the most flexibility belonged to the fastest and most skilled flyers-the Aewen.
By nature, fairies were truthful and straightforward folk, often hasty and tending to prefer getting a point across clearly rather than trying to spare feelings. Their language was articulate-not as harsh as Dwarvish but not as pleasant as Elvish either-and spoken rapidly, making members of this race seem as if they were always in a hurry. Despite being slightly temperamental and a bit untactful with words, fairies were independent, dangerously adventurous, and some of the most reliable people one would ever meet.
Fairies were not easily killed by the weapons of humans, elves, or dwarves. Oftentimes it took one fairy to kill another. Little conflict existed between members of the Avika race in early times but once dealings with mankind began in the First Age, the unity of the race tore apart slowly as humans came into disagreements with one another and as a result, fairies chose allies as well, fighting alongside their respective human friends.
Among all the races of Middle Earth, the fairies were the rarest; only one fairy existed for every two hundred men, only one fairy for every one hundred dwarves, only one fairy for every ninety or so elves. In time, with a population that had never been particularly large, the fairies destroyed themselves fighting the battles of men.
By the start of the Second Age, few fairies existed on the face of Middle Earth, and the race had gained a reputation as a savage people who slaughtered their own kinsmen. Though once very social creatures, the fairies who were still alive learned to lean toward acting as lone wolves, distrustful of even members of their own race.
But dwelling alone was dangerous for fairies, and advances in weaponry caused mankind to become greedy. Grouping together was one of the best ways fairies stayed safe from hunters but once alone, humans could easily shoot down or trap a fairy. In the first centuries of the Second Age, fairy hunting was a sport that brought great wealth to its participants for the beauty and pliability of the wings were thought to be useful. Once a fairy's wings were removed by force, the wings did not grow back. Thus, for the sake of surviving, the remaining Avika went into hiding or retracted their wings for years, blending in with the society of humans.
The race of fairies never received a great ring of power, for the race was practically nonexistent by the time Sauron of Mordor rose to power. What was left of the Avika refused to assist in the war against Mordor and once Sauron was defeated by the last alliance of elves and men, the fairies disappeared from the records of history altogether.