In the Dawn Age…
In the Dawn Age, you were not here. You and your men. Eventually, you came—and then you brought the demon Andels. You, and they, slaughtered us and the trees and the forests. But fear kept them away from the North. They could not subdue the North. And there we are, watching. Watching each of your… Continue reading
The Spirit of the Juniper Tree
They should know we’re watching. And in hindsight, many of them will say they do, they did. And yet. And yet. And yet we still bear witness to all the secrets and horrors that mortal lives suffer, and even welcome. Is it any wonder we dryads have no great love nor devotion to humanity? Better to stay… Continue reading
It was a Hot Summer Night. Style Cards: Formal photos: Body: Maitreya Head: Catwa, Lona Bento Mesh Head Hair: Pink Hustler, 8134 (Available for a few more days ONLY at Hairology!) Eyes: Mesange, Skye Eyes Ears: Swallow, Shiny Elf Ears Skin: 7 Deadly s[K]ins, Cecily (all-in-one Omega applier!) (Cecily is the September Group gift,… Continue reading
On Being a Tree
No, seriously. Have you ever thought about actually being a tree? I had a roleplaying character once, back when I was, I don’t know, fifteen (or at least mentally), whose main power was that she could turn in to a tree and spread an aura of unshakeable calm. The boys in my D&D group loved that, I can tell you.… Continue reading
After many long months of masquerading as a (not very good, but improving, I think) art teacher, I eventually identified five proto-fae and helped them find mentors who could be there for them as they found their way in the restrictive Realm that was their home, at least for the nonce. I did not relish pretending… Continue reading
You just never know what people are going to throw at you, do you? Owen said, ‘Meet me up on the roof in an hour. I’ve got a proposition for you.’ He waggled his eyebrows, just like old times. I knew it wasn’t that kind of proposition, but Owen’s known I have a crush on him for long enough… 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.