The Collector*

A Story by Abishai100

Narrated diorama about a Western fascination with the 'diamonds' of human mystical...capitalism.

A hobbyist-tale inspired by The Indian in the Cupboard! Enjoy,

DISCLAIMER: I have no formal theosophical training/background in faerie-studies/mysticism and present this only as a work of 'demo' fanfiction.

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I saw a movie featuring a strange green-lady 'specter' visiting an emotionally-tortured American writer and became fascinated by the notion that the specter-muse might be a 'faerie' (winged forest-spirit humanoid of miniature size from Earth-forests with message of warning/wisdom) and decided to become a faerie-arts/figurine collector and designer.

I'd been a collector all my life and enjoyed the idea of color-centric 'artistic' renderings of great traffic diadems of culture like A's Topps cards and Jets wool-gloves for winter-gifts.

However, this new faerie-'enterprise' became my new obsession and it occupied my mind/heart and transformed me from a pensive/brooding artist-writer into a mysticism-oriented theosophical fairy-figurine collector in New England and Northern Ireland (UK).

Now, when I go to my beloved Jets (football!) games in New York (United States), I think about my faerie magic collection(s) of arts and daydream my foray into the color-green has 'gifted' me with a special human fascination with the magic/artistry of colors, dance, dollars, and college!

I now consider myself a 'collector' and plan to write a series of comic book shorts (with pictures!) featuring mystical faerie-creatures as 'diplomats' and messengers of Earth dragons! I'm a 'collector' of the human quotient now!