I have always hoped that I might get a glimpse the others. Those beings from fable and fairy tales of my childhood. Call them fairies, pixies, fay, elves or whatever, they are around... And I was lucky enough to get a peek.
This incident happened about ten years ago and every word is truth as I recall it. It's not something easily forgotten.
I was living in my grandparents' home after they both had passed on. Having grown up there, I was infinitely familiar with the house, surrounding area and all the indigenous critters thereabout, but I had NEVER seen anything like this.
It was early morning, just before sunrise. Just enough light to see outside. The TV was on, catching morning news before going to work. Everything completely normal. I could hear the kids getting ready for school down the hall from my room. My boyfriend and I were chatting about something irrelevant - he was standing a few feet from the window, facing me. I turned to face him while we talked - a movement outside the window caught my attention. I stopped talking mid-sentence.
There was something outside that window, it had a face. I couldn't quite make it out in the dim light. I moved closer to the window, it was moving too. It was low, I bent over. At first, I thought I was seeing a reflection in the glass. As I focused, what I saw made me make a sound I had never heard come from my mouth before - something between a gasp and a muffled scream -Ohhh, Ohhhhh - and I felt weak in the knees.
It was close to the house, maybe a foot outside the window, leaving three or four feet between us. I could not make out the body well. His skin was bluish-grey, just like the early morning light surrounding him. So much so, that he seemed to sort of melt into it on the edges, but his face was clear and he was leaning in toward me curiously, for a better look. I say "he" because it was most definitely male. He had a round head, with a shank of dark, messy hair that reminded me of a character from an anime cartoon. His large, cat-like eyes took up most of his face, a small, not quite human nose and mouth. He appeared to be two and half to three feet tall, petite, beautiful in a weird way. I do not remember seeing any clothing but got the impression that he was not completely nude and something was strapped across his body - a bow, maybe?
I wish I had reacted differently, but I was shocked and confused by this, after all, until now it was a completely mundane weekday morning. I made that awful noise. He was startled. Those huge eyes blinked, just once, quickly and almost mechanically and he gave his head a quick shake before he disappeared. He appeared solid, real and he didn't fade away, he turned and darted. I think I startled him when I reacted, and he was gone. This all happened in the space of about ten to fifteen seconds and I have never seen him again but, for a moment, we looked directly at each other in shared curiosity.
I pointed to the window and backed away. I sat, almost fell, onto the small couch behind me. My boyfriend asked again and again what was wrong. It took several minutes before I could find the words to say what I had seen. I still can't put a name to it, him. Next time, I will be less surprised and maybe, just maybe we can get a better look at each other.