Raven Bell
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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
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Kitties And Bunnies And Bears! Or, How I Visited The Spirit Valley Of Kuruk And Did Not Find My Centre Or Experience Perfect Bliss And Tranquility
You have to go. That’s what everyone says, anyway. Sometime in your life, where your life is defined as that period of existence between physical birth and physical death, you must at one time or another visit the Spirit Valley of Kuruk. I will note that visiting the Spirit Valley of Kuruk is a challenge, because Continue reading
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Fate In Lamented Fens
Will you know it? Will you know that moment, the one where Fate turns? So many folk, they don’t know it, even when they look back on it. If only, they think, if only I had known. If only my fate had made itself more clear to me. Oh, my sweet child. Hello. You have asked, Continue reading
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Beltane in Lunafae with The Amazing Catwoman!
Look, folks. She is going to come in here in a couple days and tell you she’s had some kind of revelation. Me, I’m just happy to be on tap to serve the Fairelands once again this year. Realms participating run the gamut, but as my first day in the Fairelands as an official watcher happened to Continue reading
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You think you know us
You say we are dark because we come from down below I say we are dark because we are the face of shadow You say we are freakish with our shocks of silver hair But I have seen your partners with their bleachpots and their envy stare At us who tend the blooming crystals, mine Continue reading
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Holidays in Awenia
I should not complain. This is the sort of job any faerie should be proud to have. But there are things about it that drive me up the wall. For example, Her Majesty did not like that I chose a yellowish skin tone when she told me I needed a more exotic skin colour in order 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 