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Bellisserian Voice: It’s here! (almost)
From Avalon: I’ve gotten so used to the Bellisseria Fifth Anniversary site, it feels funny to be here when there are lots of folk, but at the same time, it’s great to see so many out and enjoying the space, mopping up gifts, and soaking in all the beautiful spaces the Event Committee have created.… Continue reading
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Pond Side
Some Days, all I want is to relax and not think about anything heavy. As the Queen in Awenia, days like that are hard to come by, but I managed to schedule one, yesterday in fact. Summer needs a pool, and Faerie provides. At the far end of the Sacred Grove, there’s now a rock-lined pond,… Continue reading
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Calling Spring
So much time alone. Even here in Faerie we are touched by the current human pandemic; our tourism has ceased for the foreseeable future, as we are not a wholly magical set of Realms like the Fantasy Faire, and our tourist base is largely in Realms where travel is heavily controlled. Now, of course, we’re lucky… 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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Small World, Part 2
Another day, another breakfast. I get the feeling the weather may be about to turn; there’s a generous bowl of porridge this morning, a pot of coffee in addition to the usual orange juice. I wish once again that I could have coffee every day. Halfway through, it starts to rain. Great. This means I… Continue reading
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The Ancient and Honourable Company of Fae Pirates?
So, after the trip to Helgen Francis, I thought I was done with this spate of weird dreams. It’s not as if nothing interesting has happened since then, either. The Book Forest has rearranged itself. I went off adventuring to Eclectica for the first time in ages. And, possibly coincidentally, there have been whisperings through the grapevine that The Gypsy… Continue reading
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Don’t Go Into the Basement!
I vaguely remember this phrase as something we used to yell as primary school kids when we were watching one of those ridiculous horror movies where the characters do all the stupid things, like split up, follow the scary sound, and of course, go into the basement. If only I had thought of that bit of… Continue reading
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The Changing Landscape of Awenia, 1
“Take my portrait, Bran.” It was a simple enough suggestion. We were walking through what I can only describe as the New Awenia. We’d reached a lovely town square, graced by my beautiful Last Hope statue: for all my riches and advantage, it’s my most treasured posession, and it’s everywhere that I am. For me, it’s a symbol… Continue reading
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Summer Solstice
A Blessing Be On You, from Her Majesty Gwyneth of Awenia, for a Joyful Longest Day, a Merry and Peaceful Summertime, and May You All have Exactly What You Need as the Year begins to Turn, once again, Toward Darkness. Style Card: Body: Maitreya Head: Catwa Bento Mesh Head, Lona Skin: Lumae, Cinnamon Catwa Applier (Available… Continue reading
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Mermaid’s Daughter
You have to understand. My mother and I, we’re not close. It all started when she moved us away from the city, onto the edge of an island where the only other beings to play with were seals (and the occasional and rare selkie), birds, and sometimes a drifting fisherman might bring his children along with… 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.