Three Twisted Knots

Not all those who wander are lost.

I have been called many things, I grant you, but “safe for children” is not among them. That said, it remains that here we are together, and here you are, deciding whether to follow me or turn around and go home. Now, I could be my usual self and tell you that following me would …

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Yes, I’m OK. No, I can’t tell you where I am. I get your messages because my handler forwards them to me. He says I am not allowed to write you back, but I am writing you back anyway, even though I know you’ll never receive this. It broke my heart when you tried so …

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It’s raining inside again But only upstairs The grups have forgotten The nursery’s up here I’m too old for nursery but they don’t agree How can they know when they never see me? Fae children aren’t grown ‘Til a century’s gone They always forget me I’m alone and forlorn Go away, go away Rain get …

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If Mythspire Ridge seems dazzling from afarThen you have not looked close enough. Go back,And take the stairways down to where the seaMeets soil: there, you will hear a different tale. The belly of the ridge, beneath the arch,Beneath the statue bases, where the treesGrow shorter but the crystals shine as bright,Here find the roots …

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From Friðros: It isn’t worth it to follow the Shining Throng around everywhere. At best, it’s tiresome, fun old dad jokes told in tandem by Queen Gwyneth, Nathaniel, Security Chief Wulfrich and First Officer Brán notwithstanding. And those are the high points. At worst, I worry I’m becoming more like her. I noticed my eyes …

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From Friðrós: Well, Fae Awenia is now Home, whatever that means. I’m getting the lay of the land, learning the way from here to there and back again, for whatever that might be worth. For my first job, Her Majesty assigned me to get the new Fae Court building into shape, make sure it all …

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By Princess Briar Rose, aka, Talia, aka, That Girl, aka, The Cursed One, aka, loads of other names people just haven’t called me to my face yet. I’m not allowed up to the moor To catch the copper twilight slant I’m not allowed even to view The windows of Maleficent I’m not allowed to visit her …

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I had an American friend in uni who told me she grew up thinking that staircases were magical and only wonderful and important people, magical people, would have staircases. I asked her, weren’t there stairs in any of the buildings you visited back in your home country? And she was all, sure, but not like …

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I thought it was time to give a more complete overview of Awenia Faerie and how it’s changing this summer, and of course as your Queen it made sense (to me, anyway) to start in the Royal Book Garden. The Royal Book Garden itself is linked to the Book Forest, of course; these places grow organically out …

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This is the story of a rooftop and a memory, a memory I remade because it needed to change, and I will start from the end and then jump right back to the beginning, because I’ve recently learned that not everyone does this. I am a historical revisionist, I guess. Because here is the memory I …

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