I have only shared this story with a very limited number or people due to how strange and ludicrous it may seem. I am a believer in the paranormal, and have had several experiences (also documented on this site), but this is by far the strangest thing to happen to me yet. I just wanted to set the precursor that I am a well-grounded adult, and I try not to embellish anything. I am hopefully a well-respected/trusted member of this site, so I will proceed with this very odd account.
In early November of 2016 I invited a long-time friend to my house to catch up. My wife was out of town with our daughter for the weekend, and to be perfectly honest, I was wanting some company. My friend came over and brought a 12 pack of beer. Over the course of the night, I would like to say that I probably drank 4, maybe 5 beers. That is a lot of beer for me to drink these days, and I only drink on rare occasion. Take it for what you will, but I have never hallucinated while drinking alcohol, and I was not incapacitated to the point that I did not have my faculties about me. Suffice to say I had a nice buzz.
My friend and I were sitting out on my back patio chatting and sipping our beers. It was probably around 11:00 pm (rounding off the end part of our visit). We had the outside light off, but there was an adequate amount of ambient light coming through the arcadia door and neighborhood street lights and such. We had been chatting for a couple hours, and our conversation drifted to paranormal and unexplained phenomena, as it tends to. My friend told me that his sister in law recently obtained some type of certificate that proclaimed her a "fairyologist". Take a look at this: http://fairyologist.com/ it's a little out of the ordinary at least! (I searched this link online and I don't know if this is the site she used or not) Anyway, his sister in law is into the occult and some type of witchcraft (the supposed good kind).
She asked him if he would like her to place an enchantment spell on him that would enable him to have fairy companions and bring him good luck. My friend accepted the offer, and the next day she gave him a purple feather. She told him that he should carry the feather on his person if he felt like he might need good luck, and to be prepared to see fairies. Keep in mind he is relating this story to me when he pulled the feather out of his pocket to show me. He then nonchalantly tells me that there may be a fairy or two that would come around and pay us a visit. I said I thought that would be cool, not thinking much of it.
Around 20 minutes later, he says, "Oh look the fairies are here!" He points up above my head, and I look up to see 2 insect-like creatures silently hovering above my head, around 3 feet above me. As I looked up to see, I could see these 2 illuminated (I assume from ambient lighting around us) "insects" slowly descending upon me. I stared transfixed as they slowly and intently floated down in the straightest, slow line until they were right in front of my gaze, hovering there. I could not make out any details and they made no noise.
I gasped a little bit and fidgeted uncomfortably in my chair. I told him, "Okay if this is a prank you got me already!" He said, "Of course it's not a prank, I wouldn't do that to you. I only let you see because I've known you most of my life, I trust you and I know you're open to this sort of thing."
I then confessed to him that it was making me very uncomfortable and that maybe I would like to go inside and call it a night. He said he was sorry and didn't mean to scare me at all and there was nothing to fear. They immediately shot off at a distance, although I could still see them for a minute. After several minutes, they were nowhere in sight.
I kept pressing him to stop messing with me. I insisted to him that he had terrified me well, but he maintained that it was a real experience. At one point of me still interrogating him, he actually seemed quite offended and said something to the effect that if I couldn't handle it, he had seriously misjudged me and that he might have made a big mistake in showing me the fairy companions that had been following him around. I pretended to accept it and apologized for seeming rude about it, but that I was just truly shocked and unprepared for something so tangible.
Around midnight, he asked if I would like to see them again. I quickly looked around to make sure that there was nothing around me, and told him that I would like to see them before we ended our evening. In my mind I thought this is the perfect opportunity to debunk this joke! I kept a look out for anything around me, to make sure there wasn't some type of moth or flying insect that he could use as a joke on me. I saw nothing. He said to calm down or they won't come around because they could sense tension and would avoid it. I tried in vain (apparently) to calm myself until I finally just sort of let it go after some time. I thought, "Oh yeah, they won't come around because I'm tense. Nice angle to avoid pretending to show them again!"
The conversation shifted until he looked me in the eye so intently and said, "Are you ready?" I knew why and said yes. I asked him if I could take their picture and he said I could try. He said okay, they aren't so close this time, but there is one near that other chair (an empty chair adjacent to me). I looked over and saw the insect-like creature leave its perch on the seat of the chair and begin hovering towards me slowly. I want to point out that when I say "hover" don't misunderstand. The creature had wings that batted so quickly they appeared to be a stationary blob. It moved with such flawless control though, like it could decide precisely how it wanted to move about.
Well I got my phone out and started snapping pictures like a maniac. I tried a video too, but it unfortunately did not show anything that could be deciphered. So here I will point out that there are images of this "fairy" for you to see. I will show the originals and the blown up versions of what I have determined are the two best photos. The other photos had either only part of the fairy visible or were distorted in some way.
I haven't talked to my friend since this event, and I'm honestly not sure I am too eager to do so. Like I said for one thing we hadn't talked in quite some time before that night, and we can often go long periods of time without speaking and then will pick up later like we were never apart. He is a good friend, he has never lied to me and I trust him very deeply. Still a part of me feels foolish for accepting this enough to share with this group. I know about the power of suggestion, and I'm sure at least someone will point out that I had been drinking alcohol. Also, my recollection could be skewed in some way, but I tried to relate this account without any fluff whatsoever.
I eagerly await replies, alternate viewpoints, criticisms of my sanity or any other responses. Thank you.