Get involved with a mortal, they said. It’ll be fun, they said. You’ll get to see all sorts of amazing things, they said. Is this amazing, or what? I’m gonna go with, or what. I swear, you have a beautiful whirlwind courtship following your debut at Queen Charlotte’s, a classy wedding in Tuscany (cost a quarter of… Continue reading
The Forest Meets the Trees (or, Corporate Art)
Everybody who knows me, if asked the question, “Is Her Majesty a Forest Person, or a Tree Person?” would answer that I am a forest person. I appreciate that details make up the things we see around us, and I appreciate details, but I am far more interested in the complete picture than individual pieces of… Continue reading
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
As Fae Awenia comes more into focus, I’m spending more and more time in the newer parts of the Realm and letting others do the last-minute items in preparation for when the paperwork’s all filed and we have an adoring public to think about! So many mundane Realms have opened themselves up to the Fae community;… Continue reading
A letter to my mother….
April 2, 2017 Last Hope House White Owl Island Dear Mother, I’m not even sure if it’s OK for me to call you that. But never mind; I’m doing it, and I may be done with doing what everybody else wants me to do, at least for a little while. You may have heard that… Continue reading
The Other Side of the Forest
This life of dreams will come to an end soon: I feel it, and I fear it. I have wasted my summer, my power, wishing and hoping to be elsewhere, and now… Now Mabon is upon me. I feel Autumn clutching at my heels with every step I walk. And the future looks darker still, but… Continue reading
An Hour’s Escape
Yes, yes, I know. I bitch and moan a lot about being Queen. It’s not really a fun job. I’m sure some people might read this (assuming anybody ever does read it) and snort with derision: there are people in the world who have nothing, and it would seem that I have everything. But I also… Continue reading
“Why So Blue, Mary Sue?”
Yes, it’s true. My name is Mary Sue. Mary Sue Volandu. Because my parents are freaking sadists. And that up there? Is what kids used to yell at me in elementary school. I am eighteen years old, and I am a Svart Alfar, a Dark Elf. That doesn’t mean I’m evil. It just means I … find beauty… 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.