There are uncountable ways to see Faerie. Each of us, when (or if) we reach Faerie, will see it in our own way and from our own perspective. Tonight, I am seeing Faerie beneath a full moon. I think when Faerie is lit only by moonlight, you can see a lot more of the glimmerings …
It is October in Awenia. And so we watch the world change, and sometimes we make the world change, as our magical year turns toward its ending. And yes, we believe that inside all endings there are also beginnings, and that is how we see the world on a wheel. Our Three Realms, Land, Sea, …
They tell you when you start the roadThey tell you that the road is longThey don’t tell you it never endsThey don’t tell you that it’s all hills It’s beautiful, it’s beautifulIt’s long, it’s hard, and I am tiredAnd here among these picture booksPerhaps I’ll rest a little while They’re all well-kept, the picture booksLike …
I should be used to it, really. Used to the way things appear and disappear and remake themselves. It is Faerie, after all. But that never stops me from just staring in raw wonder at some of the things that crop up. In the Sacred Grove, there’s a new faerie circle with lovely illuminated grass and mushrooms that, …
Dear Gwyneth, I’ve begun this letter many times. Sometimes I even finish it. The first time, maybe even the first ten times, I wrote it, it started, continued, and ended with apologies. I think I’m past that now, which is one reason I hope that once I finish this letter, I may hit “send” and …
I am not weak. Now I have brought my sisters back, alerted my brothers, and made myself a creature of legend, there remains only the long, long walk that will trap the monster who intends me to be his bride. See how I glitter? He will never know me. Am I clever? Oh, yes; yes, I …
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 …
Sometimes, Realm-Hopping isn’t as straightforward as I pretend it is for those who can’t do it. You’ll never find two beings who travel between Realms and do it the same way unless one of them taught the other, and even then, the student’s method will evolve into something more personal, which they might teach to someone else, …
The dreams aren’t stopping, but they are changing. I’m not always myself in them. Or I’m playing out incarnations that are so far away from my actual life that their outcomes seem irrelevant to me. Maybe that’s what it is to look at things through the dispassionate eye of the Unseelie. This one left me with …
Pocket Universes all have this feel about them, like they’ve been stamped onto a sheet of paper about a dozen times, only nobody’s bothered to re-ink the stamp. You spend as much time as I have in this business, you get to know them the second you step in to one. Now, granted, not all pocket …