Three Twisted Knots

Not all those who wander are lost.

Winterfell seems quiet now. Everyone’s gone South, and I’m spending my days worrying. I know the news, when it comes, will be full of tragedy. I just hope not very many of those tragedies will touch me. Does that make me selfish? Sorry; not sorry. I spent too long being timid and sorry: now I am …

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You have no idea. “Gosh, is your father also your uncle?” “Do you all grow so tall because of troll manure?” “I heard you secretly worship the troll and are trying to bring him back to life.” “I figured you’d be covered with dirt or drool or something.” “Wait, do they even allow people from Trollhaugen …

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Sometimes, a focal point is so overwhelming it’s the only thing you see. That’s why it’s a focal point, after all. That’s what it’s like in Light of Va’loth. The towering statue, be she goddess, heroine, or legend, is impossible to look away from: she is visible from nearly every point on the region, and she carries …

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They say we dance the seasons of the year We sing the three Realms that the Old Gods kiss And call the Fae Folk when the mists draw near Look how we leave our shadows floating here And find the portals other men may miss They say we dance the seasons of the year Around …

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People say empty rooms are some great, undiscovered country. They are meant to be full of possibility. For me, they’re more an obstacle course to navigate. When Queen Gwyneth told me that as her intern I’d be assigned a room in the castle, I didn’t expect to have my own tower. Well, half a tower. It’s …

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Isn’t there just something about autumn that makes you want to dance? Whether it’s the crisp air, the scent of woodsmoke, the glorious colours of leaves as they prepare for their flight to earth, autumn always makes me feel that little, measurable bit more awake and alive. And nothing moves better than a great Flexi skirt …

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Memory’s a funny thing, isn’t it? I remember being in university, long ago now it seems, and suddenly noticing a tree one morning. Richard and I were walking to class, and I swear, I tugged him by the sleeve and wanted to know when that tree had appeared. “Gwyneth,” he replied, “It’s been here all along. …

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I continue to be plagued by strange dreams, dreams in which I am someone else, in a completely different world, with a completely different life. I remember as a child reading a series of books by Diana Wynne Jones, about a series (well, several series, actually) of worlds in which there were varying degrees of magic …

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Well, first of all, those fuckers in New Brighton fired me after one night on the job without so much as a “fuck you very much, TAC.” Fucking vamps. I mean, at least you’d think a crowd like that would be up to date on whether or not women could be badasses, but no; I …

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