There are such things as elves

There are such things as elves

Yes there are, and they have been seen – elves. Little childlike figures with elven faces skipping around a waterfall, appearing and disappearing. Credible sounding witnesses too. This, I am sure, will be great news for many of my readers; for the many who have approached me to tell me of their experiences. I now wish I had interviewed lots of you personally as it may well have been worthy of an international news feature as in the case of this latest sensational sighting.

Now. I tell stories, and often silly stories, so I am perhaps not one of those credible witnesses, but I am, it seems, a credible pair of ears. I skip about trapped in a fairy ring turning my hat inside out and people come up to me afterwards and tell me very serious accounts of their experiences. Trolls in particular, the littler variety usually; giggling and peeping and following and such (and turning up again later somewhere completely different to remind you); other creatures too, some quite large and all are not humanoid. These tales are most often told to me among the heady environment of Gudvangen in Norway by my Viking friends or by passing tourists, but I do hear tales of places elsewhere; small people of Iceland and the alternative world human sized helpers who wait for you to step through for instance, or the nature spirits fluttering to follow the song-lines of Aboriginal lands. There are lots of sizes and types I am told.


Well. Do any of you identify with the latest creatures to be reported in the news? If any globetrotting fairy searchers are reading this and already have their bags half packed (I am serious for I know a few like this) hold fire. Do not head off to Gudvangen, well do by all means it is a magical place, but read on; we are heading to a far different part of the world.

The reason I was prompted to write about the beings from the Americas is my surprise reaction. I was scared! I am not sure if that feeling will transfer to you as you read on, but you have been warned. There are surprises in store for you, that is for certain.

Yes the Americas, the middle strip. Head there with me now for a few encounters.

The ‘children’ the account of which scared and excited me were spotted in a storm in a national park. They are not the only mystical creatures to be reported credibly in the region however. As well as these particular playful little people there are many reports of ‘Duende’, fantastical spirits or elves, and of course there is folk-lore; long long have people talked of these beings, most often as household spirits, very similar to the Hobb of Yorkshire farms. These creatures are most often talked of in their rural areas, but ‘Duende’ can be complained of in town houses too. They tend to frolic though often cause mischievous disruption. Things go missing, there are sudden bangs to wake you up or right behind you. They are cheeky to say the least. They are no doubt blamed for many a thing which is amiss and unexplainable. Not actually spotted that often, when they are they are described as elf or gnome like and wearing green, sometimes with a red top or cloak.

So it is with the being seen in the nearby Bijagua de Upala who was wearing a red cloak, almost covered by it in fact; a child-like being sat upon a rock by a volcano. Officials from the park say many report being worried for the welfare of this little guy all alone smiling away in the middle of nowhere. The latest sighting of beings cause greater concern.

Although people seem unsettled and challenged when reporting these concerns, there is far more fear associated with the very many reports of Duende visitations. The military academy of La Glorieta has catalogues of sightings and reports with a great deal of fear and worry among the officers and men. This highly respected institution based in a large old castle has the goal of instilling civil, moral and spiritual values. They are connecting with the spiritual certainly!

Reports from all grades are starting to be made public and there are many who fear the guard duty of the early hours, with some quite disturbing repercussions. Residents and guards alike hear whisperings behind them, see objects moving about, and are suddenly touched by unseen hands. Cadets report a heavy and intense atmosphere throughout the area, from the river bank to the depth of the castle. Sudden apparitions. Los Duendes.

Eufronio and Jhonny sat listening from their guard station to bangs and the sound of picks down by the river for long moments, then all went quiet. Then there was the sound of something being dragged towards them. They reported that they knew they should have investigated (one of them is now of the rank of Captain) but they felt such unearthly fear that they hid under blankets. Presently they felt the heavy chains being dragged over them and they lost consciousness.

Not too pixy–like perhaps but the worlds of fearie hold many beings of many forms and motivations. Some are seen. Walter a cadet officer at the time reports small figures appearing, sometimes floating, shadows of smaller beings in dark corners. Talcum powder left sprinkled reveals very small foot prints. Objects appear from nowhere and are missed in another part of the castle. The lightning flashes! This is dreaded. For when there is a storm and a flash of lightning comes, small figures are seen. These figures carry swords.

Mainly they are diminutive but there is also a womanly figure which floats right through you in a long flowing gown; a queen of the fairies perhaps. These are not glimpses into a magical world where one might be enchanted; these are terrifying to the beholders with a real sense of intimidation. This phenomenon is intensifying over recent years and one cadet was admitted to hospital following seizures and talking in a strange language.

We shall put this place behind us, yet for those of you who perhaps would like to know more I refer you to the writings of Alan Murdie in the magazine of those interested in the philosophy of Charles Fort – Fortean Times (you might well read elsewhere, but this is the account I recommend).

Let us move now to somewhere beautiful, to the place I actual intend to report upon; the pathway by the waterfall on the Rio Celeste. Come with me now to the Tenoria Volcano National Park where guides and officials and visitors have had some very magical experiences. Giggling small beings, holding hands and skipping and dancing. They are dressed all in green, bright green, with little dark green hats. The torrential storm and the wildness of the area had no effect upon them, they were happy and lively and going about their own experiences. They were seen and then they were gone.


Gone from sight of humans at least, it seems they are still there living their way in their world which overlaps our own. They step through into vision for many, and there are some among us, I know for a fact, who see such beings more clearly and constantly. I await feedback from my readers who are of this persuasion for further details of these creatures way of life and demeanour.

Yet I should not encourage visitors there. There is another side to these visitations. A chilling aspect. No contact has been made, not even eye contact or acknowledgement of our existence upon this plane, there are interesting reactions however from those privileged to witness.

There is an atmosphere, it is as if you know you should not be part way through to their world. An unaccountable feeling of fear. This feeling comes on before you are witness to the other lives. Homer, one of the guides who has walked that fearful trail tells us how chilled and frightened he felt. He didn’t know quite why he felt this way, but he was shortly to become rooted to the spot. There had been a sudden storm and he had advised his party to join him in taking a short cut at the end of their trail to enable them to return to base quicker. The rain came sudden and heavy, they were instantly soaked, so they went with him, some slightly ahead of him, down a little used path. There is an old path which traverses the bushy growth and comes very near to the entrance to the waterfall where a darker area can be seen within.

He was trying to catch up with the tourists who had got ahead of him when he saw other movement. He stopped, he stared, he could not move. Those before and behind him were also fixed to the spot. Some remembered nothing of this experience whilst most had detailed accounts. It was strange. It should not be happening. It was from somewhere else and yet from right here.

How incongruous to see happy small people in such a wild place and especially in such torrential weather. This environment was not affecting the beings at all. Party members Jennifer and her mother found it strange that a group so small should be alone and unaccompanied. They leaped and skipped as they moved, you could see that they were very very happy. This was not the feeling of the viewer however, especially when one looked into their faces. These were not the faces of children, they were gnome like, like dwarves, beautiful yet ancient in appearance. Her mother later said that a chill had ran through her body for the brief while that she watched these entities traversing the path ahead of them. They were there, they will always be remembered, then suddenly they were gone.

I will not be visiting such a place, but if you do I look forward to hearing from you upon your return.

And to my friends who are spotters of the world of faerie, I am on my way to interview you now…

Now try my Haunted House blog

91 thoughts on “There are such things as elves

  1. Tove Gulbrandsen

    Wonderful. Those small ones – we call them “småfolk” (small people). There are loads of them here, there, everywhere. Different “families”, so to say. Uttrykksikonet smile But scared? Never.


  2. Pingback: A Glimpse (poetry) | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  3. Pingback: Introducing Farmer (Adrian) Giles | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  4. Pingback: As I approach a thousand views I thought it would be a useful idea to do a blog summary | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  5. Pingback: The Easter Tales | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  6. Pingback: Viking lands – where are they? | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  7. Pingback: Bits – an anniversary, a call for poets, a call for artists and a confession | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  8. Pingback: Children’s Viking Comic Book Story | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  9. Pingback: I am Celebrating – three thousand views since I started blogging – here are some highlights | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  10. Pingback: Poem: for someone close | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  11. Pingback: Poem – For a friend and realisation | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  12. Pingback: Recipe blog – The Courgette Bake Recipe | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  13. Pingback: New Viking Heaven uncovered | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  14. Pingback: Gudvangen Opening 2015 | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  15. Pingback: Be Our Statesmen | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  16. Pingback: Pancreatic Blog – a travelogue reblog | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  17. Pingback: Memory of Otternes | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  18. Pingback: A Glimpse (poetry) | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  19. Pingback: Will Not Do (The World) | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  20. Pingback: Sparkling Words: A call for artists, a call for artistes and for Vikings plus recipe tips what more could you want? Oh yes, and free books. | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  21. Pingback: I thought I knew where I was going in life until I checked the details of my train ticket…. | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  22. Pingback: This Just Actually Happened – a poem (of the moment) | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  23. Pingback: Welcome and walk the way of the Vikings | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  24. Pingback: We Work Together Now | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  25. Pingback: Thanksgiving, (This is a bright Friday), made possible by only one word… | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  26. Pingback: Viking Comic Book update – Very Exciting – (but it is still not a blog) | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  27. Pingback: Adrian’s Poem Pics – Part 1 | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  28. Pingback: My Haunted House – an autobiographical novella inspired by It Happened To Me featured in the amazing Fortean Times. | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  29. Pingback: From York’s Medieval dwelling Barley Hall – The Nosegay Blog | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  30. Pingback: Magazine Issue – Chat, Fun and News – (As an entertaining Christmas gift) | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  31. Pingback: Magazine Issue – Chat, Fun and News – (As an entertaining Christmas gift) | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  32. Pingback: Memory of Otternes | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  33. Pingback: The Hammer Flies – Viking Comics Inc. | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  34. Pingback: 24 Hours in Gudvangen – plus Dangerous Moose Sighting | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  35. Pingback: The Hammer Flies – Viking Comics Inc. | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  36. Pingback: Poems | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  37. Pingback: My Haunted House – an autobiographical novella inspired by It Happened To Me featured in the amazing Fortean Times. | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  38. Pingback: Inspirational line from a black and white film I saw | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  39. Pingback: if | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  40. Pingback: So, this year, so far, I am going to be… | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  41. Pingback: Poems More | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  42. Pingback: People are asking me about getting to Gudvangen, so here you go; plus news of other Vikinglag I have mentioned it to and are wanting to come (long title) | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  43. Pingback: The Ghost Play Props | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  44. Pingback: Adrian’s Kinder Joy | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  45. Pingback: Living the Viking way | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  46. Pingback: Viking Comics Inc. proposal for an installation at your festival, market or museum | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  47. Pingback: The Hammer Flies – reblogged to promote our presentations across the Viking world | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  48. Pingback: Bios for Adrian and Chloë for your project | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  49. Pingback: Viking Comic’s Inc. bid to Festivals, Markets and Museums | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  50. Pingback: Pictures of the Past | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  51. Pingback: No, No, No | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  52. Pingback: I Will Be Standing – (in Norway) | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  53. Pingback: I am mighty impressed with myself | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  54. Pingback: Equality, Consideration, Hope; it burns, it burns, in your heart, in your heart | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  55. Pingback: A Vision of an Independent Britain in Ten Years | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  56. Pingback: So Spoke the Skald | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  57. Pingback: Nerd in Norway; A Spotters Guide – It is actually a report on my performances at Gudvangen Viking Valley, Norway. | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  58. Pingback: I might give a little bit of thanks too | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  59. Pingback: The Birth of a Viking Town | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  60. Pingback: So Spoke the Skald 04 – Wishing You in Gudvangen | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  61. Pingback: On looking down to see a rusty old key: | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  62. Pingback: The Reclamation of Love | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  63. Pingback: So Spoke the Skald 08 – Songs of Odin | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  64. Pingback: Just saying | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  65. Pingback: OldMan II (Mini) – Story walk for blind ex-service people | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  66. Pingback: Opening Ceremony 2016 Viking Valley, Gudvangen, Norway; Live! | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  67. Pingback: Ghost Walks for your Group- (by Adrian in York) | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  68. Pingback: Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  69. Pingback: From York’s Medieval building Barley Hall I bring you – The Nosegay Blog (My first ever blog) | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  70. Pingback: The Nosegay Blog Too | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  71. Pingback: Turn Before Time To Ancient Greece – as created by – The Earth Mother Goddess of All Things Eurynomê the Black-winged One Night | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  72. Pingback: Trial Introduction for our forthcoming Greek Myth download | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  73. Pingback: Navy Blue Knickers and Things That Go Bump in the Night – 1930’s memories as told by a 8 year old who is now 89 | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  74. Pingback: The Hammer Flies – reblogged to promote our presentations across the Viking world | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  75. Pingback: The Everyday Activities of OldMan | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  76. Pingback: On indoctrination… | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  77. Pingback: Advice on the Creative Way of Being from a Good Friend | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  78. Pingback: Communication from the realms of spirit from Gene Rodenberry beamed directly into my mind as I was watching Star Trek: | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  79. Pingback: Missing Time: Watch out for it, you won’t know until it has gone! | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  80. Pingback: Back When I Was Abducted – The Adventures of OldMan 06 | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  81. Pingback: OldMan Comics 07 | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  82. Pingback: Of Socks and Slippers – OldMan Comics 08 | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  83. Pingback: I am at Standing Rock | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

  84. Pingback: Art Class Autobiography in Pictures | Adrian Spendlow The Blog

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s