Nothing like a little Yeats to clear the head. Yes, I did have a fire in my head. And so I went to The Endless Season for a little head-clearing walk in a beautiful countryside. So many things were on my mind: the children, of course. The news I have to tell, and soon, soon. Continue reading

Summer comes like a short dance. We are the dancers. Summer wind like a warm breath. We are the wind. Summer sun like a hot kiss. We are the kissed. We are. Summer Throne, Summer Queen: there are children to be seen. Crystal-born, in the tree: soon we shall have Sidhe babes three. Check the red Continue reading

We headed away from the Faire. And for me, away from the Faire, from my last glimpse of her (and in retrospect I think she and the satyr ducked into a shop to avoid me), meant also away from Faerie. The Roads we travel are old, old and winding, and they take us to, well. To Continue reading

We were on our way home from the Faire. I’d used so much energy that we had to make some of the travel by foot as Bran had flounced off in a huff after he’d looked at how much I’d spent. He’d probably have refused to help me if he’d known. But along the way home, Continue reading

Blogging Fantasy Faire 2015 has been an honour and a privilege. We’ve seen stunning sights, snarked our way through many an unwanted job, and shopped til we (didn’t!) drop. And of course, we have some final thoughts. We’ve been so amazed by the sights of the Faire this year, and we’ve grown, I think. The Gypsy Davey has faced Continue reading

I’d been telling a lot of people about Willow Brandybuck and her amazing jewellery. But you know how it is when you’re a Sidhe Queen (or maybe you don’t, so I’ll tell you!): there is so much to think on and remember that some of it gets muddled up, so later, when I was telling people about Continue reading

I did mention that I’d heard Evangeline Miles was here at the Faire, with her shop, Evie’s Closet? Oh, what beautiful finds I made there! I mean, it’s no secret that she makes some of the most beautiful clothes in all the Realms, but finding that she had a shop here at the Faire was enough to make Bran Continue reading

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    We gathered on the village green. Maric had definite ideas about how the warding should go, and I must say, with only a little surprise, that they were all agreeable to me.       Everyone stated their intentions and requests eloquently. It was a short and sweet, if a warding ritual can be Continue reading

The fact is, I’m jealous. Actually, envious is probably a more correct word. I am envious. Of Aoibheann and Maric. How stupid that? How infantile is that? I never, never in my life have wanted to get married. But Maric asked Aoibheann to marry him. And so I am such a creature of my upbringing, such an Continue reading