Three Twisted Knots

Tales of the Fae Lands


Roleplaying

  • Sometimes I don’t know why I bother.

    Castle Shithole is even more depressing than usual at the moment. Stupid wolf ate Cristof’s notice. Who knows if that’s because he’s a dumb animal or because we are no longer under anybody’s protection? Stupid horse doesn’t remember me and treats me like a complete stranger. Stupid Nathaniel said I was still beautiful. Stupid Gwyn… Continue reading

  • Healed.

    Valene healed me. It made me a little loopy. She also said my hair would grow back now. And it is, but, well. It’s different. It’s all different. No sign of Major FuckBeak since Aoibh’s and my walk in the woods the other night, but apparently Valene is now giving me fairy lessons. At least… Continue reading

  • Let’s go for a walk, she said. It’ll be fun, she said.

    I woke up in my hut, on the floor, with a pain in my head and in my gut. Aoibh and I were talking to Galyanna, who I guess might be able to help me, and then Aoibh said we had to go do something. Here’s how it all went down. Gwyn follows along, huffing… Continue reading

  • And time yet for a hundred indecisions and revisions

    I haven’t even thought about it lately, but my glamours seem to have calmed down. I like having long, straight hair like I did before the witch “saved” me. The more I think about it, when I think about it, the less convinced I am that I needed saving at all. I think I just… Continue reading

  • Aoibh is in love with a tree.

    Well, dafter things have happened. But seriously, a tree? So I asked Nathaniel about this, and he said this tree was given to her by THE FUCKING HUNTER. OK. I did Psychology in sixth form, and I get that you can be so traumatised by an abuser you think they’re on your side when actually… Continue reading

  • Smelly Blue Things

    Seriously, if it weren’t for the distinct aroma of shit and the fact that there’s no bookstore and not a goddamn thing to do, I’d swear we were back in Jasper Cove. Smelly blue dragon in bizarre hybrid human form was in the tavern when I walked in. Nathaniel was there, and I’m sure we… Continue reading

  • Posts may all be titled “Fuck” in future

    Fuck. Kissed Nathaniel. Fuck. Wasn’t my fault. Was drunk. Drunk because I am stupid and I couldn’t stand another minute in Castle Shithole. Met scary cat lady and weird grinning tiptoe fairy bitch. Scary cat fairy lady kept sniffing me. And then she told me to run. So I ran. Could hardly fucking breathe when… Continue reading

  • Kissing

    I had a dream about kissing. I haven’t kissed anybody, or had anybody kiss me, since Before. I would throw a book across the fucking room for capitalising Before, Before. Now I’m doing it.  Yeah. I hope I will remember how to kiss somebody, if it ever happens again. My last kiss was Richard, right… Continue reading

  • I live in a hut now. And I like it.

    Weirdland exploded or something. Some ppl ended up in this fucked up Fairyland, or that’s what the Queen said the one time I’ve seen her. The only good thing about this place is that Nathaniel is here too. After some thought, I have decided he has nice hair. Aoibh isn’t speaking to me, and apparently… Continue reading

  • Fairy Lessons for Christmas

    The queen is going to give me fairy lessons. Well, she said she would talk to me about being a fairy, but she’s a mother and I think she will take pity on me. I was sitting out in the park this afternoon, thinking about Christmas. I’m not a religious person, but I still like… Continue reading

About Me

Narrators Gwyneth, The Amazing Catwoman, Friðrós, Davi, and whoever else springs out of The Author’s head, live in the parallel universe of Second Life. You can read their stories here, or just scroll down to see what Gwyneth was wearing when she wrote it.

Gwen Enchanted is a story blogger, a fantasy fashion blogger, and a thoughtful in-world photographer.

Caution: contains poetry.