Three Twisted Knots

Not all those who wander are lost.

I don’t really know what chapter this is, so we’ll start with one since that’s where everybody else starts and I might as well fit in in some way. I am Valoisa Saga. I am from Tampere, in Finland. I am ninety, very young for an Elf, but you didn’t hear me say that. It …

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Get involved with a mortal, they said. It’ll be fun, they said. You’ll get to see all sorts of amazing things, they said. Is this amazing, or what? I’m gonna go with, or what. I swear, you have a beautiful whirlwind courtship following your debut at Queen Charlotte’s, a classy wedding in Tuscany (cost a quarter of …

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Because The Author isn’t OK with showing you all where she sits and cries for her world, she’s asked me to do it for her. The song’s from Billy Bragg, released in 1985. History marches on. The party that became so powerful by sinking foreign boats Is dreaming up new promises because promises win votes …

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Don’t even think about trying to escape…. From the Author: Yeah, I know; I’m not a one-photo-is-a-blog-post kind of girl, but sometimes an image just hits me over the head so strongly I can’t escape (see what I did there?) and the picture itself takes… um… five or six hours to composit, even with my …

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You think we come from some fairy story? You think we trip down the pages, as if they were steps from one of your fantasy castles? I assure you, we are there. But that is not where we come from. But the stories! you say. You think we are the stories? Oh, of course, we are …

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It started last Saturday. My father had another of those never-ending receptions, and in the absence of my mother, I got to be the one parading around the mirrored hall, greeting guests and keeping a smile plastered on to my face. Of course, the dress was stunning, a Senzafine. I’m sure someone on Father’s staff knew …

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Another day, another breakfast. I get the feeling the weather may be about to turn; there’s a generous bowl of porridge this morning, a pot of coffee in addition to the usual orange juice. I wish once again that I could have coffee every day. Halfway through, it starts to rain. Great. This means I …

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Every day’s the same. I get out of my beautiful bed with all the fluffy pillows. I attend to my personal toilette. I put on the single dress in the wardrobe. I make my way up to the tower roof to eat the breakfast that will be waiting on the table there. And then, I go …

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Birds flying high you know how I feel Sun in the sky you know how I feel Breeze driftin’ on by you know how I feel It’s a new dawn It’s a new day It’s a new life For me And I’m feeling good Fish in the sea you know how I feel River running …

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It’s not often that I dedicate a whole blog post to a single dress: I can only think of one or two times where it’s happened before. But there’s a special kind of grace to a dress made for dance with prim skirts swaying in a world of mesh, as if Isadora Duncan floated into a …

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