Raven Bell
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Last Night In Silevea
From Friðrós: The Mists have descended. But here is a final short story to tide you over til next year, when I aspire to do a better job. We spent out last night in Silevea, land of interconnected plants, land of tiny guardians, land of great trees and intriguing mushrooms. Myrkandraum is apparently still learning… Continue reading
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Bellisserian Voice: Did I Mention I Like Maps?
From Avalon: Throughout the Bellisseria 5th Anniversary Celebration, there is a rotating art exhibit called Art in the Park, and the artist and topic changes each week. I was so thrilled when I found out this week’s theme is Maps! “Look, Galdor,” I said. “Maps!” “Oh, no.” He dug in with both feet. Talons are… Continue reading
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One Season Visits Another
Short Stories Daughter of winter, child of snowI have come to dance with you See me in your crystal ringDancing while the mushrooms sing Your magic wells are my wells tooI’ll even make a wish for you No need to fear; my wish is trueI’d never play a trick on you See the crystal path… Continue reading
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The Path to Sight
From Lira: A PedestalBeneath my feet andStone hard as a heartMy flowing gownBarely a gown and stoneStone all around I dreamed a galaxyAround me and I lostA race with tomorrowI lost a race: my eyesLost vision, but thereThe Sight found me I lost a race: the lightCaught my eyes andBlinded them: the fogRose up around… Continue reading
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Disillusioned in Dingir
From Friðrós: Well, it’s been a hard Faire, folks. Gwyneth remains unflappable, but I’ve got one more trick up my sleeve! I’m going crimson! Even though I’m still pretty angry with her, Gwyneth does know all the right folk, so when I went back to visit Moth Evergarden for the third time, she suggested I… Continue reading
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The Storyteller of Shimmering Fen
From Gwyneth: Some Faires, this doesn’t happen, but most it does. I’ll be in a Realm, and I’ll meet one of the inhabitants and learn their stories, or I’ll just get a strong feeling about something, and then for a few hours I am suffused with the essence, not of that person, but of someone… Continue reading
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Sullen, and Satisfied, in Sialdor
From Friðrós: It didn’t work. At least, not the other night. I guess purple is not radical enough to raise Her Majesty’s anger. But I am no huldefólk who gives up. No; I will try again and again. This time, Moth favoured me with a lovely Viridian paint, and I topped it off with some… Continue reading
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Fury, and Calm, in Frostweald
From Friðrós: They didn’t have to speak to me like that. They didn’t have to laugh at me. Wulfrich and Brán are sort of naturally mean, and even Queen Gwyneth laughed. It was just a mistake. I thought the water must be shallow because it felt like I could see the bottom, and then my… Continue reading
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From the Candles to the Stars
From Davi: I … woke up like this. I’ve learned not to ask how these things happen. I’ve learned not to speculate about the reasons behind them, the physics, the wherefores and whatevers. But often, no matter what predicament I find myself in, there is a definite why. In this case, and at this time,… Continue reading
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Days Like These
Because The Author isn’t OK with showing you all where she sits and cries for her world, she’s asked me to do it for her. The song’s from Billy Bragg, released in 1985. History marches on. The party that became so powerful by sinking foreign boats Is dreaming up new promises because promises win votes… 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.