Maitreya
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It’s the Surprises, Really
That’s why I love living here. Take last night, for example (please!) I’m on the telekinephone to my friend, and I remember I’d got a latté on the way home, and, well. This happened. It always makes me feel calm when I get to my little purple lawn with creepers in colours everywhere. I love Continue reading
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Go Away
It’s raining inside again But only upstairs The grups have forgotten The nursery’s up here I’m too old for nursery but they don’t agree How can they know when they never see me? Fae children aren’t grown ‘Til a century’s gone They always forget me I’m alone and forlorn Go away, go away Rain get Continue reading
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The Short Flight of Seda Sylvia
A Tangential Tale from the Fairelands I thought I was free. But isn’t that always the way? Truth is, I’d been searching for days to find a forest worth hiding in; in these modern and varied Fairelands, that’s sometimes not the easiest brief. So many towns with only snatches of forest in them. When I Continue reading
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The Orbs Of Necturn Moon
From The Amazing Catwoman: I noticed recently that it was getting harder and harder to send messages from Faerie. I talked to Wulfrich about it, and he thinks this is because Gwyneth is becoming more and more a creature of Faerie and less and less a creature of the world from which she came. Her Continue reading
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The Dark in Mythspire Ridge
If Mythspire Ridge seems dazzling from afarThen you have not looked close enough. Go back,And take the stairways down to where the seaMeets soil: there, you will hear a different tale. The belly of the ridge, beneath the arch,Beneath the statue bases, where the treesGrow shorter but the crystals shine as bright,Here find the roots Continue reading
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In Living Echoes
From Friðros: It isn’t worth it to follow the Shining Throng around everywhere. At best, it’s tiresome, fun old dad jokes told in tandem by Queen Gwyneth, Nathaniel, Security Chief Wulfrich and First Officer Brán notwithstanding. And those are the high points. At worst, I worry I’m becoming more like her. I noticed my eyes Continue reading
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Afternoon in Aarkenfen
Really, I suppose it’s just the Realm Centrepiece, if you want to get pedantic about it, but I have never seen such a thing, and frankly the tentacles are a bit jarring. I suppose if you were close enough, you might not notice, but Bran flew right out to get a good distance shot for Continue reading
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A Little Joy in Brocéliande
For the first time, my darlings, I considered staying home this year. I mean, many Realms are still struggling with the pandemic, and in at least one dark timeline, Boris Johnson is Prime Minister of the United Kingdom. That’s enough to scare a Fae Queen into holing up in her delightful tiny Realm and just Continue reading
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What She Is
From Friðros: She brought me to a strange, almost empty landscape in the middle of the night. There was an Oberon standing guard, a single mill on a river, and a massive horn. ‘What are we doing here’? I asked. ‘I’m going to do some making’, replied Gwyneth, ‘and I thought you might find it Continue reading
About Me
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.
Three Twisted Knots 