Silvan Moon Designs
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Midwinter Ball?
Well, you have to have one. And I’ve been remiss, because there wasn’t one last year; there was so much going on with intrigue and all the mess over at White Owl. But, of course there’s planning to be done. And because Nathaniel is busy doing all that bureaucratic bs I abhor, I have taken Continue reading
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The Fae Duchess of Doncaster
Her Ladyship, Beatrice Canderiel, the Fae Duchess of Doncaster, spent a day in Dublin, where she was photographed with her prize dogs at Trinity College. After her formal photographic meeting, she invited the photographer to come with her to one of Dublin’s many beautiful parks, where she intended to show an eager class of primary school 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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Awenia’s Peculiar Magic
It’s hard to believe I live in a castle now. Well, I live in a castle for the moment, at least until this internship is over and I have to go on to … to whatever’s next. Right now, it still feels as if I’m waking up in a fairytale every morning. I’m sure that will 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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Kiss That Frog
Sometimes, a Princess’ life is … surreal. In this dream, I am wandering around the Book Forest. You know, just soaking up the atmosphere, trying not to contemplate the sheer insanity of a forest made up of things that used to be trees but are now books. Because the book forest makes perfect sense if you Continue reading
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A walk in the Garden at Storybrooke
My disturbing dreams continue. I am so angry with Father I could just spit! So very angry. He has all this land, all this Land of Ronaofa, and I am his only child, biology notwithstanding. He has adopted no one else, and I am old enough now to take a husband and begin a household of my Continue reading
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Glamour
This whole “model” lark is great fun! After becoming the SpokesFae (their term, not mine) for Bhanél‘s Mad, Bhanél decided they liked the image I was portraying: a real Fae Queen representing their product. So they’ve created a new fragrance, and they’ve based it on the Fae lifestyle their customers are so enamoured by. And, get this: It’s called Glamour. I’m Continue reading
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Sojourn in Severina
When the boat landed in Severina, the first thing that caught me was the wind. More than a sea wind, it seemed to come from everywhere. I could barely keep my wings straight. But we had business to do. You see, there are some Realms where you can, erm, acquire things that you might not be able to Continue reading
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“You Are About to go on a Long Journey….”
Well, all the fortunetellers say that, don’t they? And obviously, the Great Faire is coming up soon, so we will be taking a long journey there, and then the long journey of days itself so that we can enjoy the all-too-short wonders of the greatest gathering of folk in all the wide Realms. But that chance meeting 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 