Three Twisted Knots

Not all those who wander are lost.

We used to sayThat come the dayWe’d all be making songsOr finding better wordsThese ideas never lasted long The way is upAlong the roadThe air is growing thinToo many friends who triedWere blown off this mountain with the wind Meet on the ledgeWe’re gonna meet on the ledgeWhen my time is up I’m gonna see …

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The last three months of the mortal calendar year, beginning with the end of our spiritual year and ending with the beginning of the next mortal calendar year, are always a whirlwind for me. If you start out sprinting, you’ll lose your stamina by the end of the season, and that does no good for …

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“Top of the City” by Kate Bush; YouTube link below. One more step to the top of the city Where just a couple of pigeons are living Up on the angel’s shoulders I don’t know if I’m closer to Heaven but It looks like Hell down there These streets have never been paved with gold …

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Through Ishtar’s Gate, the streets of Midas beckon us: We venture in to Babylon Unfallen. Gold sunlight fills the squares, and the shadows Are complements, and not for hidden things. Here, walking is flying; why not dance upon a lion? Why not worship with mosaics for a day? And if the mood should take you, …

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They should know we’re watching. And in hindsight, many of them will say they do, they did. And yet. And yet. And yet we still bear witness to all the secrets and horrors that mortal lives suffer, and even welcome. Is it any wonder we dryads have no great love nor devotion to humanity? Better to stay …

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So, after the trip to Helgen Francis, I thought I was done with this spate of weird dreams. It’s not as if nothing interesting has happened since then, either. The Book Forest has rearranged itself. I went off adventuring to Eclectica for the first time in ages. And, possibly coincidentally, there have been whisperings through the grapevine that The Gypsy …

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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 …

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I love decorating. Always have. What I don’t like is the idea that I’m decorating maybe for people other than myself. The Atrium has to be a place where I can receive beings of all races and creeds, and it needs to have an appealing and comfortable atmosphere. I also need to be able to host …

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So, yeah. I was talking about Clutie in my last post, and about how she just annoys me to pieces these days. As it happens, the morning after my little excursion into the Wylds, I was just sitting on the couch, playing with one of those winged cats I like so much—I don’t know why; they …

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Rest turns to sleep, sleep turns to dreams, and the FaireLands turn over into a new day. A day that made me realise something. Well, a lot of somethings, but we’ll get to those in a minute or twenty, as soon as I’ve collected my thoughts. Our universe, our metaverse, is full of a million …

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