Three Twisted Knots

Tales of the Fae Lands

  • The worst part?

    The bitch can’t die. Luckily Nathaniel warned me about that or I’d have pissed myself next time I walked into the Castle Shithole Tavern to find that cunt fart there causing trouble. Continue reading

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  • I could have died.

    No, really. Rachel, who I thought was fighting against her demonic nature, who I thought was becoming my friend, who I thought was more interested in discussing the difference between her England and mine, somehow influenced me — and Nathaniel — into going down to the bridge and confronting Major FuckBeak. This has been a… Continue reading

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  • Evil-O-Meter

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  • Things Keep Happening.

    I finally made it across the bridge to look at the other side. It didn’t look much different from our side, except I had to cross the bridge again to get back to our side. I am pretty sure this won’t seem like a big deal to anybody else, but it did to me. So… Continue reading

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  • Under her coat, she has wings.

    Remember when I said I wouldn’t be a proper fairy if I didn’t get wings? Back in Jasper Cove, Isabella said something to me once about how wings were just part of fae glamour. So now that I’m cool with hair and I guess clothing, though that’s happening almost unconsciously, I decided yesterday to experiment… Continue reading

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  • 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

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  • 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

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  • 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

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  • 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

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  • 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

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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.

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