The Ice Cold Touch

I was running, I wasn't running from someone or some animals, but some awful creature. I could always see them and hear their vulgar comments. Most of their faces were beautiful, but that's what they want humans to see.
Whenever they are around I have two rules that if I don't follow them, they could discover that I can actually see them.
Do not acknowledge their presence
Never let your guard down
They are fearies. Cunning creatures that could snap someone's neck with just a couple of thoughts. Fearies are immortal creatures that cover their true selves with glamours. The fearies choose glamours that make themselves inhumanly beautiful, but that's just their true selves peeking through.
I've spent all of my life running yet staying in the same spot. Ever since I could remember, I could see them. With the gift of seeing fearies, I can also see humans' emotions swirling around them, which are their auras.
That's how I can tell the fearies apart from the humans, the fearies simply do not have auras. Their auras completely invisible to my eyes and they are completely invisible to the human eye unless they want to be seen.
And now I have to survive with them watching my everymove.