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 …
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 …
OK, so from time to time I get curious. And even though Bob (unicorns hate people names: I call him that to piss him off) and I have been having a great time frolicking around the great forest (more on that later), I decided it couldn’t hurt to check out what she is doing with Faerie. I mean, …
First of all, they always put you up in a place with a name that only sounds good. “423 Windsor Terrace, LakeView, Limenós” sounds pretty posh, doesn’t it? Yeah. Only the view was posh. The rest was Neo-Modern Flophouse, but I was only there for one night. At least there were no bugs in the bed, and it’s …
Well, all the fortunetellers say that, don’t they? And obviously, the Great Faire is coming up soon, so we will be taking a long journey there, and then the long journey of days itself so that we can enjoy the all-too-short wonders of the greatest gathering of folk in all the wide Realms. But that chance meeting …
What is it with all these dreams about being a unicorn? I must be cracking under the pressure of trying to create a Fae tourism Realm. And seriously. These unicorns I’m hanging out with are… well, OK. They are so cute I may die. They all seem to be meeting cats. Norwegian Forest Cats, to …
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