Three Twisted Knots

Not all those who wander are lost.

You’ve dreamed of fairies dancing on the moor How gracefully they start: how fair they are But soon, they’re overcome with their own flight They lose the roses nesting in their hair An audience of forest creatures stays But carefully: those tiny feet still hurt If they land on your spine or on your paws …

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By Princess Briar Rose, aka, Talia, aka, That Girl, aka, The Cursed One, aka, loads of other names people just haven’t called me to my face yet. I’m not allowed up to the moor To catch the copper twilight slant I’m not allowed even to view The windows of Maleficent I’m not allowed to visit her …

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Cherish Gelato [CG]: Greetings to you, Wicked Fairy Carabosse! It’s so lovely to be able to visit you at your room on the Mystical Moors. I always love it when I can get a real sense of the fascinating beings we cover. Carabosse [CB]: Of course you are welcome in my home: if you were not, your …

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How alike we are, the Faery Queen and me, the Fox Mother. Centuries and continents and worlds divided, and yet we were born from the same desire, the same seeking if you will. We are the longing to explain the ineffable. We are the why the full pot of rice has disappeared without a sound. We …

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The fox journey has seemed at times surreal, at times frustrating, and at all times inscrutable. I do not understand why this spirit fox picked me, why he keeps showing up in my dreams, why he so desperately wants to show me this or that. But this time, I thought I was alone. It seemed …

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I don’t have to tell you, because of course you already know, that my mythology, my fae essence, is rooted in the West. There’s a poetry to the land of my ancestors, be they my human family long left behind, be they the Shining Throng of the Sidhe, or be they the gods and goddesses …

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In the Dawn Age, you were not here. You and your men. Eventually, you came—and then you brought the demon Andels. You, and they, slaughtered us and the trees and the forests. But fear kept them away from the North. They could not subdue the North. And there we are, watching. Watching each of your …

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This is how you show care for your people. You ensure that they will not live under the thumb of any King, even if he is your brother. You keep their sacred groves, you keep their Old Gods, you give a nod to the New Gods, though they are not yours. You walk among the Weirwood …

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Night Flying Is Freedom. And so many of the people I see in the world do not have this freedom. I know it is my calling, my duty, to give it to them. As their rightful Queen, I am obliged to create for them a world in which they no longer fear tyranny. I have done this many …

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Winterfell seems quiet now. Everyone’s gone South, and I’m spending my days worrying. I know the news, when it comes, will be full of tragedy. I just hope not very many of those tragedies will touch me. Does that make me selfish? Sorry; not sorry. I spent too long being timid and sorry: now I am …

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