Lelutka
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Dreams Are Private Myths
From Gwyneth: I am not really back. I know I’ve been silent for a while, but things aren’t getting any better over in The Author’s corner, and since I’m the closest one of us to her, I pick up on all of it. Nathaniel and I have been spending our holiday on the Island of… Continue reading
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No Rest For The Virtuous
From Friðrós: So. Her Fae Majesty is on strike or something. All anybody knows is that she had some kind of argument with The Author and took herself (and her Consort Nathaniel) off to some island for a “holiday”. Right as the season change from Summer to Autumn was meant to take place in Awenia.… Continue reading
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Paradox
From Lira: Sometimes I think I’m losing my mind, which is weird, because my mind is really all I have. It’s all I’m good at. One minute, I was trying to hone this “second sight” thing, and then with no warning, I found myself in some kind of tunnel. Well, not exactly a tunnel. I… Continue reading
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Try Another Route
From Lira: When one thing doesn’t work, we’re told to try another line of inquiry. And it’s not that I didn’t get anything from the tarot cards. I just didn’t understand what I got. So I started another line of inquiry. It’s only logical. It turns out not all sorceresses need to be half naked… Continue reading
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A Fool’s Journey?
From Lira: After I remembered HFM Gwyneth’s collection of tarot cards, I couldn’t get divination off my mind. So I did what any self-respecting Chimerical Librarian would do: I looked it up on the internet. Cross-checking with terms like “sorcery” and “wizard”, I came up with quite a lot of pictures of different printings of… Continue reading
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Things Change. Things Do The Other Thing, Too.
From Lira: Look. I didn’t ask to get dropped out of a portal transfer from the Great Fantasy Faire and into this weird place the locals called The Space Between. I didn’t. And you know the worst part? It was awful. Like, full of things that bit you. And everybody said you could never get… Continue reading
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Are We Really, Finally, Off To See The Wizard?
I want to go home. Toto wants to go home. Even if it is all sepiatone, and this place is millions of colours, we’re tired now, and we didn’t get to whack the Wizard, because in the end it turned out that we kinda did want to go home … eventually. We opted out of… Continue reading
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Waiting.
The signs were clear. Now, in this cloudy dusk, I can’t see the stars at all, but on a clear night, not so long ago, the signs were clear. With night rolling in, and the sgraffito sky making it all feel like celluloid, time seems to slow. Even Good Witches (OK, Not-So-Good Witches) can’t have… Continue reading
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Off To Whack The Wizard…
It was all his idea, of course. You’ve never seen a little dog get so bent out of shape, all because some old witch tried to dognap him. She said he was a menace, but I think she was just lonely, and it all got away from her. Sort of like it got away from… Continue reading
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Becoming, Again.
From Friðrós: So, Her Fae Majesty is on strike, apparently. She got her knickers all in a wad because The Author is having a tough time and decided to talk to everyone through Her Majesty. Which, I guess, is her prerogative. If you don’t stop to think about it too hard, she did create all… Continue reading
About Me
Narrators Gwyneth, The Amazing Catwoman, Friðrós, Lira, and whoever else springs out of The Author’s head, live in the parallel universe of Second Life. You can read their stories here, or just scroll down to see what they were wearing in the pictures.
Gwen Enchanted is a story blogger, a fantasy fashion blogger, and a thoughtful in-world photographer.
Absolutely no generative AI is ever used in these creations, whether they be photographic or writing. Gwen holds a Master’s in creative writing, years of experience as a graphic designer, and can speak extemporaneously in iambic pentameter, among other things. In world, she operates, with her partner Kela Smash, a little shop called /safe for mortals/, where you can get super nifty face art and tattoos, all of which are hand drawn or properly licensed for sale (and she will show you the receipts if you like).
Caution: contains poetry.
