From Friðrós: What a strait laced old tight-arse he is! But I managed to get him lost in A’Dracunas: it’s not hard to do— the signs even tell you how! I lit off across the border into a place called The Dark Awakening, which was not very dark at all, picked up some new clothes, …
Sometimes, I just want to look at things, you know? And that REM song, Nightswimming, has been going through my head, for hours. I’m thinking of all those refugees, of the threat against us from Homines Soli. It seems even the quietest Haven has its periods of unrest. And I feel we may be heading in …
Funny thing about the Great Faire: you never know what will happen to you when you cross into a new Realm. I found myself in The Rose, for example, blindfolded. I held a pendulum in my hand; around my neck was another. And I knew, somehow, that I was up high. It might have had to …
I have danced so much at the Faire this year. Recently, I told you of my experiences dancing on The Hill. But it struck me, as I landed on a little outcrop of luxury outside the town proper: Dawn’s Promise is, itself, a dance. Meet your partner: The Land itself. You may wish to bow. And does …
I can remember that just a few days ago, I was excited about the organically growing Faerie around me. And I had a lively conversation with Dyisi about whether or not she hates me. And some other things. And I can remember that just a few days ago, I was excited about redecorating my beautiful treehouse …
Things just appear. I guess it goes back to that idea of thoughts being things that I was thinking about yesterday when I discovered the greenhouse. This Realm isn’t growing on its own and coming up fully formed, the way the Wylds did around Janus and me. It’s both more structured and more organic. I pass …
Sometimes, a great use of colour can make something plain appear extraordinary. My return to full-time work in the Real World has left little time for blogging, and for this I’m sorry. Much of my SL time is slated for the Visionaire course, which I heartily recommend if you have a burning desire to improve your SL …
There is, in a Realm that doesn’t get a lot of traffic, a magic shop. It claims to be a “Magick Shoppe”, but that’s neither here or there. I discovered it by accident once when I was out looking for … oh, I don’t know. Something. Anyway, the fellow who runs the shoppe [sic] is a …
Oh, do not fear the winter night The broken branches dull with snow And do not fear the death of light Or any fright that dreams bestow And neither fear the fox’s cry Nor fear a tapping at your door Or worry over some old lie That doesn’t matter any more But when the thread is wearing thin And time fragments …
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