The Power of Hope
No; I don’t know what happened. In a moment of reflection, I began considering our land and its predicament. I took myself to the water ritual dais and meditated for a while upon the great axe left there, sunk in the stone, for some foretold ruler whom many now believed would never come. What to do;… Continue reading
Like A Ghost
Like a ghost, she comes. Over the water gliding gladly See her there among the stones. See her there among the stones Glows she like a moonlit pearl Like a ghost she comes. Glows she like a moonlit pearl Stars above her, sea below Over the water gliding gladly Over the water gliding gladly Watch… Continue reading
You don’t know me, but you’re about to. My name is Angharad Eleri, and I am just over 100 years old. That makes me, in my conservative Cymric parents’ opinion, old enough to strike out into the world. Really, in this day and age, most Sidhe parents allow their children to grow up in about the… Continue reading
I love my castle. Designed by Riven (of Rivendale), it’s a joy to live in. I was never so happy to see a building appear in the Realm than when I saw that castle out the window of the (almost) equally beautiful Treehouse. I think in time we shall use the Treehouse for community events as it’s more suited… Continue reading
A new month, and here we are just past Midsummer. Because I have a lot on my RL plate right now with work, I thought I’d just tell you about some of the amazing things I found at Hair Fair, with the promise that there’s plenty more to come from that quarter. Throughout the month… Continue reading
I Have News For You:
I have news for you: the stag bell, winter snows, summer Has gone. Wind high and cold, the sun low, short its course, the sea Runs high. Deep red the bracken; its shape is lost; the wild goose has Raised its accustomed cry. Cold has seized the birds wings; season of ice. This is my news.… Continue reading
Glinda Could Have Fixed The Whole Thing, You Know.
I can’t stop thinking about this Wizard of Oz thing. So much so that I Realmhopped just to get a chance to re-watch the film on iTunes. And you know, I was right about Dorothy: my memories of her were indeed correct. She learns that she shouldn’t reach high and far. Poor kid. But Glinda. Wow,… Continue reading
The Back Forty
So, yeah. I said my mobile was working in that strange forest I landed in. About two hours after I discovered the crag above the water, right after I’d put together a makeshift campsite and managed to gig a couple of frogs for dinner, I got a call from my fixer. Security gig, small town, infested… Continue reading
Narrators Gwyneth, The Amazing Catwoman, Friðrós, Davi, 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 Gwyneth was wearing when she wrote it.
Gwen Enchanted is a story blogger, a fantasy fashion blogger, and a thoughtful in-world photographer.
Caution: contains poetry.