After The Opera

It’s All Here

I remember everything. From the first haunting strains, through the climax of Act I, and into the tears of Act II.

I Dream The Details

The details come to me in dreams: the places we went, the melodies we shared, the deep red of roses, the underpinning of music, and the love of music, and the longing for the end of that phrase, the reach for resolution, and the coda, and the bar line.

And now, the story.

But why tease you with these murmurs and adjectives? So what if it haunts me still? So what if they all suggested it mustn’t really have happened. No, no: I think it’s time.

Are you ready to hear my story?

To Be Continued….

Enchantment’s Phantom of the Opera Round opens Today, 15 November, 2020!

Featured Enchantment Items:
Hair: KMH, F149
Gown: Poet’s Heart, Prima Donna Gown
Jewellery: Kunglers, Emmy Necklace & Earrings
Mirror: Old Treasures, Phantom’s Mirror
Sofa: Old Treasures, Phantom’s Opera Lounger
Get all this and so much more at Enchantment, and start your story.

Everything Else:
Body: Maitreya
Head: Lelutka Evolution Fleur Unbound|
Ears: Swallow, Shiny Elf Ears
Skin: Wyrd, Edda
Eyes: Arte, Lolly Eyes
Eyeshadow: SlackGirl, 50
Lipstick: TheMars, Apple Crush
Moon & Stars: Landscapes Unlimited, Off Sim Starry Night


What We Become

They tell you when you start the road
They tell you that the road is long
They don’t tell you it never ends
They don’t tell you that it’s all hills

And I am tired

It’s beautiful, it’s beautiful
It’s long, it’s hard, and I am tired
And here among these picture books
Perhaps I’ll rest a little while

Not my quarter

They’re all well-kept, the picture books
Like someone reads them every day
Not overgrown, like my quarter,
With dead grass, and mushrooms, and moss.

It’s a stark difference

It’s a stark difference, isn’t it?
From picture-book to literature,
Look how they throw their things away
And paint the wood in shades of grey

What do they know?

For all that rhyme and whimsy lost
Another suited mannequin
Can take its place among the rest
And lurch through life without a song

But does the moon make up for it?

The thinning of the atmosphere,
I admit, makes the sky more clear
But does the moon make up for it?
I don’t think so. No; I do not.

Watch the pages fly

My anger turns into an orb
My wings release me from the flames
You don’t respect this treasure trove?
I’ll burn the whole place to the ground.

Weep for Alexandria

Now, find me in a gallery
Called Weep for Alexandria
Some artist painted tears on me
And said I must have felt despair.

Despair? You fool. No: that is hate.
At what I watched you do to them,
My books, my scrolls, my poetry
And all the people who loved them.

I give and give, and every time
You answer me ungratefully
No more chances, children of earth
This time the fires will never end.

Notes and Credits:
Burn It All Down Gown: Senzafine, Maerwynn (Get it at We Love Roleplay!)
Weary As My Soul Skin: Poema, Metis (This is at The Darkness Event. Poema does an amazing job with skins that look middle aged and older; you should really check out her work)
Crystal Earrings Of Hope Still Surviving Despite All This Stuff: Mini A Chuu & ~MF~, Ticha Crystallic Earrings
Above It All Wings: Deviance, Sidhe Wings, Unseelie
Done With This Hair: Sintiklia, Tumelo
Seeing Red Circlet: Deviance, Erulisse Circlet, The Priestess
Blood On My Hands Tattoo: Nefekalum, Gilded (roses)
Pointy Like Knives Ears: Swallow, Elf Ears High Definition
Body: Maitreya; Head: Lelutka, Lake
Environment:
Location: Awenia Faerie, The Book Forest
Stunning Picture Books: Happy Mood, Pop Up Book, Your Story With Stuffed Animals
Moon & Stars: Landscapes Unlimited: Off Sim Starry Night
Tree With Green Sap: HarshLands, Magic Sap Tree
Winter Tree: The Looking Glass: Dead Wood, Large Tree
Burning Library: TRIIN, Ruined Castle

Early Passage

When the barley harvest ends our August
Even if the wind stays just where it is

Interior Axis

An interior axis tilts to north
And whether or not it is measurably there
Created crispness salts the air and mists
Our memories with bonfires and woodsmoke.

Early Passage

And so I’ll take the early passage
Even if the weather turns
Even if the summer holds
A moment more
A fortnight more
Bring down the boat
I’m going home

I’d rather take the early passage
Than stay behind and not belong
Even if the autumn waits
A moment more
A fortnight more
Bring down the boat
I’m going home

Looking back

I heard looking back was for fools
But I do it every year
I heard making these memories
Only brings tears
But I just don’t care

For now the whole world moves beneath my feet
The truth we do not feel when we’re on land
A life always in motion, follow on
From season down to sunset season on
Bring down the boat
I’m going home

Notes & Credits:
The Stunning Gown: Silvan Moon Designs: Abyssia Of Witchwood Gown in Magic (Available NOW at We Love Role-play!)
The Porcelain Skin: Wyrd, Edda, T1 (Available at the Wyrd Main Store!)
The Magical Nails: DP – Koffin Nails, Mystical Haze (Available NOW at Mystical Marketplace!)
The Whimsical, Yet Properly Princesslike Hair: Exile, Steph
The Pointy Ears Of Faeryness: Swallow, Elf Ears High Definition
The Necklace & Circlet: Adam n Eve, Priye Diadem & Pendant
Body: Maitreya
Head: Lelutka, May Origins Mesh Head
Photo Backdrop: K&S, Moonlight

Val, Chapter 1

I don’t really know what chapter this is, so we’ll start with one since that’s where everybody else starts and I might as well fit in in some way.

I am Valoisa Saga. I am from Tampere, in Finland. I am ninety, very young for an Elf, but you didn’t hear me say that. It is more fashionable on the Internet to say otherkin, but then that also translates to nerd, so I guess I can say that too.

But really, call me Val. It’s easier, and I guess it’s true that not even Finns all speak good Finnish.

Yesterday was my first day working at Immortal Ink in Myserie, Oregon. I’m glad I got a job in the Pacific Northwest. The rest of the USA seems a little too crazy. I mean, everybody back in Tampere thinks I’m crazy for wanting to come back here at all, but weed’s legal, and The Netherlands is a shithole. Just sayin’. OK, probably not all of The Netherlands. But definitely Amsterdam. Amster, Amster, dam, dam, dam, dam.

There’s plenty to hate about Immortal Ink, but I’ll improve it over time, and Old Jimbo (OK, he’s actually called Deadeye, but I’ve already named him Jimbo) is only an arse on days ending in ‘y’. Fact is, it’s nice to be the best artist in the shop. OK, the only artist in the shop. I’m laughing. But enough snark. Still laughing. There is never enough snark. History time!

My last day in Tampere

So, this was my last day in Tampere. Iivo said he was sorry to see me go, but he also was sorry he didn’t have a place for me at the studio; since the old owner was packing up most of the operation and moving to Spain, he expected business to go down a bit. I like Iivo, but he’s a bit limp when it comes to taking chances. Then again, he’s got a full house for tattooists and I’m only just certified in body mod. I guess, given the area, it’s a buyer’s market.

Goodbye, Iivo. Goodbye, Kalevala, Goodbye, drunk Finnish boys who want bears inked on your arses.

My last day, and it was August, so it stood to reason: sataa kuin Esterin perseestä. That’s vulgar, so I’ll just say it was raining cats and dogs. I don’t mind the rain: I’m not a stupid film witch, and I never met any real ones who melt anyway.

Mum planned to take me, even though Iivo said he would if I wanted him to. Nearest portal is Kangasala; Tampere is a magical wasteland, which I guess is probably why so many fae businesses do well there. Half the coffee shops are run by us elves, and of course being Finland elves are the majority of the Fae population, with a pretty good divide between Lios and Svart, not that we make much of a distinction these days. It’s the stupid western colonials who continue with their uppity pomp and circumstance and Victorian made-up stories about Seelie and Unseelie courts. We laugh about this, you know. Brits, Americans, they all had so much great mythology to draw from, and they picked Scottish words from the North of Scotland, which OK, are at least derived from Scandinavia where we like to think the first elves came from (yeah; that’s probably cultural superiority; people think Santa Claus comes from here, too), but give me a break. Seelie and Unseelie. Just because I am prohibited by blood from outright lying to you doesn’t mean I won’t outright fuck you up if you give me reason to. Why not fucking you up for sport makes me part of some special and different clan, I have no idea. My older sister Ula will fuck you up for sport: does that make her Unseelie? No fucking clue.

Anyway, that’s what I was thinking about on the drive to Kangasala, because Mum had to give me a lecture reminding me that American Fae have this antiquated system, and I’m all, ‘Mum, I picked a place that doesn’t do that, I looked it up, they don’t do the stupid winter and summer court thing, there’s no Queen Of Air And Darkness,’ And I totally did the funny voice. The look she gave me!

There’s no Queen of Air And Darkness

I should have let Iivo take me. At least there would have been beer. Mum wasn’t even going to let me vape in the car.

“You call me the minute you get there,” she said.

“Mum,” I said. “It’s a portal. It takes seconds.”

“You still call me.” She started to tear up.

“Mum,” I said. “You can come visit.”

Her mouth opened, then closed. “I am not made for America,” she said. She walked round the back of the car and grabbed the big suitcase and a smaller bag. Oh paska, Mum, you did not. “Here. You’re taking it.”

“Mum.”

“You’re taking it.”

“Fuck’s sake, Mum.”

She folded her arms across her chest. “And you’re kissing me goodbye.”

You know what? My mum is sixteen hundred years old. I am her youngest child, her baby. She averages one child every other century or so. It occurred to me it was not wise to say no to her at this time. I opened my arms, palms out in the universal gesture of surrender. I put my arms around my mother and felt her arms around me. I kissed her goodbye.

And I took the suitcase, and the goddamn kantele, and I walked through the sithen gate, knowing she’d follow, knowing she’d watch, knowing she’d cry before and after, but not during, that all-important, “Yeah, mum, I made it,” phone call.

And that was the end of my last day in Tampere

And that was the end of my last day in Tampere. And, I guess, the start of the new chapter.

Notes and Credits:

  • Val is a role-play character for Myserie, a Second Life roleplaying region. You can learn more about Myserie on the Myserie Role-play Site.
  • Val’s tank top has artwork designed by me, The Author, (Gwen Enchanted) and made into a lovely tank top by the amazing Mystie (Mystical Edenflower) who is MishMash Fusion. This tank top and some other tank tops inspired by Val’s journeys may be for sale soon. All artwork is original and designed by me. The translation of the Finnish text is, “My Hovercraft Is Full Of Eels”. I kid you not.
  • Body: Maitreya
  • Head: Lelutka Evolution, Fleur
  • Skin: Wyrd, Alva, in T1
  • Tattoo: Nefekalum, Embellishment, Titanium
  • Eyebrows: Simple Bloom, Liv Spring Neutral (tinted)
  • Ears: Swallow, Pixie Ears
  • Eyes: Arte: Skjoldmøy Eyes
  • Eyelashes: Cazimi, Tidy Lashes
  • Hair: Stealthic, Rebellion
  • Facial Piercings: All Lelutka piercings for Fleur head, except;
  • Septum piercing: Venge, Kelpie Nosering
  • Jeans: LaPointe & Bastchild, Swear Daisy Jeans
  • Boots: Eudora3D, Morgan Boots

The Moment It Happened

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I think I said, ‘What’? Yes; it must have been

I think I said, ‘What’? Yes; it must have been
Unable as I was to think beyond
The stomach-fall, the tightness in my chest
Consideration left me and I stopped.

But context is important, we know this,
So I will tell you what transpired before
The moor-bell rang a message-bearer in
And made the thorn bush wrap me in a fist.

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We, all of us, were having a good day

We, all of us, were having a good day
Before the envoy came to break my heart
Look, here we are preparing songs for plants
My little handmaids tuning up their throats

By singing silliness first each to each
And silliness to rhyme and rhyme to thought
And thought to word and word to magic wrought
Another round of flower-growing songs

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We sing to them because it helps them grow

We sing to them because it helps them grow
And magic voices carry more than breath
So grow they do: we light them from within
With energy no mortal eye can see.

In summer, we sing softer than in spring
Because we know that soon they’ll go to sleep
And lullabies are such enchanted songs
They work beyond words, frequencies, and years.

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And then at nightfall, it was story-time

Then, after singing, it was story-time
As it will always be when skies go dark
And just when they were making up their minds
Which tale to hear tonight, we heard the bell.

‘Moor Majesty, there is a messenger
‘With news from outside, far beyond the Realm.’
So foolishly I said, ‘Do let him in:
‘Despite the hour; I’m sure he’s due some cheer’.

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The moment when I vowed to burn it down

The moment when I vowed to burn it down?
That moment lasted longer than some lives.
‘Moor Majesty, a new Princess is born
Beyond the wall; her Naming is today

And I am sent to tell you from the King
That you will be unwelcome. Stay away’.
An ember in my gut turned stone to fire
In seconds. I am sorry for the plants.

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It is the contrast I remember now

It is the contrast I remember now
Like iron curtains drawn on a full moon.
I think I let him live, the messenger
But once the blood mist fell, all bets were off.

So I became the raven, or the swan
Black wings of death, a heart strangled by thorns
I salted all their earth. I cursed her palms
And learned how quickly grace to hate transforms.

Notes & Credits:
Almost all the items you see in these photographs are at Enchantment’s Sleeping Beauty event, which opened on the 8th of August and will close on the 31st. I can think of no more satisfying and engaging escape, whether dark or light, than to lose myself in a fairy tale, so that’s what I’ll be doing for the rest of August.
Avatar Items Featured at Enchantment:
Horns: Snowpaws, Luna Horns With Dead Leaves
Face Tattoo: Nefekalum, Uninvited
Dress: Poet’s Heart, Rosaura Gown
Staff: Skellybones, Scepter Of Thorns
Raven (really not as visible as he should be and you will see more of him later): Jinx, Animesh Raven Arm Pet
Poses: All from Diversion, Protector Of The Moors Poses
Setting Items Featured at Enchantment:
Bounding Rocks: Harshlands, The Moors Rocks
Throne: Harshlands, The Moors Throne (Aurora)
Animesh Faeries: Titans, The Aurora Fae
Magical Flowers: Simply Shelby, Mystical Fairy Flowers
Thorns: Love, Evil Thorns
Ground Roses & Petals, Rivendale, Ground Roses
Things Not Featured at Enchantment which are pictured here and pretty doggone cool:
Skin: Wyrd, Alva in T1
Ears: Swallow, Noldor Elf Ears
Hair: Exile, Something Wicked
Body Tattoo: Nefekalum, The Fair Ones, Sidhe Galaxy SOI
Lipstick: Pink Fuel, Dazzle Me Haunted
Eyes: Madame Noir, Lizz Eyes
Gloves: Amias, Embla Gloves

 

 

Moor Dance

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You’ve seen the fairies dancing on the moor

You’ve dreamed of fairies dancing on the moor
How gracefully they start: how fair they are
But soon, they’re overcome with their own flight
They lose the roses nesting in their hair

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An audience of forest creatures stays

An audience of forest creatures stays
But carefully: those tiny feet still hurt
If they land on your spine or on your paws
And nobody wants broken foxes, no

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You’ve heard they should not fly, and this is true

You’ve heard they should not fly, and this is true:
Like bumblebees, they’re too big for their wings
So when one falls (at least, when not on us!)
We all have such a laugh, and you’d laugh, too

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But then you’d make a postcard out of it

But then you’d make a postcard out of it
(We’re very clear that cameras aren’t allowed)
Which we must confiscate, and that’s a chore
That’s why we don’t have people any more

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It’s so much simpler now to get a dance

It’s so much simpler now to get a dance:
They’d always pick the little girls before
But now we foxes, deer, and even owls
Will get a turn before the night is done

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If from afar you only see their grace

If from afar you only see their grace
And miss the darling clumsiness of them
And lose the laughter we find in their games
Then you have missed the best of them, and us
And that’s just fine: we stay mysterious
And you stay curious, and then the day
You stumble into Faerie without gear
Their laughter is the only sound you’ll hear.

Notes and Credits:
Enchantment opens on the 8th of August— that’s tomorrow! And get ready, because this is a beautiful round full of fairytale magic; the theme is Sleeping Beauty, and fantastic creators have made some beautiful things for you to see, play with, and take home to build your own fairy tales.
Dancing Fairy’s beautiful outfit: Les Sucreries de Fairy, Sleeping B in Purple (top, shorts, armbands, collar, crown, butterflies, wings) (Available at Enchantment on 8 August!)
Dancing Fairy’s lovely sandals: 1313 Mockingbird Lane, Sharla Sandals (Get them at We Love Role-play!)
Dancing Fairy’s thorn tattoos: Rainbow Sundae, Beauty’s Thorns (Available at Enchantment on 8 August!)
Dancing Fairy’s Perfect Skin: Wyrd, Saga (At the Wyrd Main Store!)
Lovely Forest Background: Pink Magic, Forest Decor (Available at Enchantment on 8 August!)
Body: Maitreya
Head: Catwa, Nora
Hair: Tram, 0314
Eyes: Madame Noir, Manu Eyes
Ears: Swallow, Magic Pixie Ears

 

 

FaeWatch Interviews Wicked Fairy Carabosse At Last!

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Cherish Gelato [CG]: Greetings to you, Wicked Fairy Carabosse! It’s so lovely to be able to visit you at your room on the Mystical Moors. I always love it when I can get a real sense of the fascinating beings we cover.

Carabosse [CB]: Of course you are welcome in my home: if you were not, your life would be worth little right now. Also, as we discussed in our pre-interview emails, I would prefer not to be described as “wicked”. In fact, every action I take, every gift I bestow, every wish or curse I grant, has a logical and discernible reason. Not to mention these things take an incredible amount of work! The word “wicked” belittles my skill, expertise, and accomplishments and taints any description with a connotation I’ve always associated with wilful children and reckless criminals.

CG: Noted. But isn’t it true you cursed Sleeping Beauty because you were not invited to her christening?

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Misinformation spreads faster than a house fire in a wood elf village.

CB: Well, well, well. Misinformation spreads faster than a house fire in a wood elf village, doesn’t it? No; being disinvited to that wretched child’s christening was merely the last straw. I had performed some magical work for her parents, magic that was complex and cost me dearly in terms of time and effort, multiple times, and had not been paid adequately. They chose not to invite me to this event so they would not have to worry about some sort of public confrontation. And I can’t believe that after hundreds of years, we are still talking about this!

CG: I ask the questions my readers want to know the answers to! Stories have a way of staying alive, don’t they? For so much longer than we think. But let’s hear your side. Tell our readers about the work you did for Sleeping Beauty’s parents.

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This is my potions kitchen.

CB: Potions, mostly. This is my potions kitchen, and I spend a lot of time and effort getting things just exactly right. Don’t mind the floating apples: those are left over from another job I did—coincidentally at around the same time this whole fiasco started. Potions require deep knowledge, precise measurement, and exactly the right magical energy and timing. They are not simple spells, and this whole notion of fairy-wand wish-craft is just hogwash, frankly, a myth perpetuated by fairy godmothers looking for work at any cost. Nobody ever tells you how much Cinderella paid in the end for those glass slippers, I’ll tell you that.

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Each spell, each potion, requires incredible concentration.

CB: Each spell, each potion, requires incredible concentration, and my work does not come cheap. The King, whose name I’ve forgotten, and so has everybody else by this point, enlisted me to prepare two very difficult potions. First, he had enemies all over the place, so he needed potions for his warriors. That was the less difficult part. Secondly, and this is the real kicker, he and his wife, whose name I’ve also forgotten, had trouble conceiving a child. So, in fact, the most valuable and difficult potion I prepared for him was the potion that created the opportunity for Sleeping Beauty, Briar Rose, Talia, whatever you want to call the little urchin, to be born at all! For months I reminded him that payment would be due, and for months he ignored my messages. And then, when the child was finally born, healthy and perfect as promised in our contract, he conveniently forgot to invite me to her christening. It was the last straw.

CG: And that’s when you became the evil fairy of myth and legend!

CB: And that’s when I turned my anger into action. What do you do when subscribers stop paying for your publication? You stop sending it to them! When writers stop writing? You relieve them of their jobs. His Majesty had not paid for services rendered. The service I rendered created the circumstances under which that little girl could be born at all. I gave them sixteen years: I think that was generous of me.

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I gave them sixteen years: I think that was generous of me.

CG: But what about the other fairies, who modified the curse on Sleeping Beauty so that she would not die but merely sleep for a hundred years, or until True Love’s First Kiss broke the spell?

CB: Well, they chose their paths, didn’t they? We don’t really run in the same circles any more. But to answer the question I think you are actually asking, a curse modification requires nothing like the kind of preparation that the curse itself requires. So yes, this is simple fairy-wand wish magic, the kind you all wish existed every day. All little what’s her name had to do was have a little conversation with her wand.

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Just a stern conversation, like ‘Don’t you let that happen’!

I have conversations with my wand all the time. I’d say, ‘Don’t you’? but obviously, if you have a wand it’s just for show. This is a spectacular wand, isn’t it? One of the finest I’ve ever had. But even it needs a stern talking-to from time to time. You just can’t let them get away with anything.

CG: Well, all right, then! So the other fairy merely modified your curse because she didn’t have the power to take it away: that’s in the stories.

CB: Is it? Well, they got at least that right. And yes; that’s what she did. I suppose she might have been doing both me and the king a favour: if he paid up in the ensuing sixteen years of course I’d have lifted the curse. But no; he chose to be offended and — why do I even still talk about this? It’s been hundreds of years!

CG: Tell you what! Let’s talk about something else. Tell me about the quote behind you on the wall there, about eternal sleep. Is that a saying from one of the stories in which you feature?

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It’s not even from a fairy tale.

CB: No; it’s not even from a fairy tale! It’s from a silent film called  A Poor Little Rich Girl. The poor little girl is given some medicine to make her sleep so the maid can go out, and she has hallucinations, and one of them is Death coming for her. I just like the rhyme. It’s comforting somehow.

CG: Comforting. OK, I can see that. What do you do to relax?

CB: Here; I’ll show you! waves her wand

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I get comfy, I have a glass of wine, just like anybody else.

CG: Ooh! For our readers, Carabosse has just changed into a t-shirt and jeans! And I do like that t-shirt! Readers, the caption is, Everyone wants a fairytale wedding, but when I show up and curse their first born, suddenly I’m a jerk! So even though you don’t want to talk about that story, you wear a shirt like this to relax?

CB: I find it ironically funny. Do sit down and have a glass of wine, Miss Gelato, and perhaps we’ll read your Tarot.

CG: Ooh, don’t mind if I do! Readers, thank you for coming along with me as I speak with Fairy Carabosse. It’s been a lovely conversation, and I hope we can look forward to a few more int he future!

CB: It’s always good to get to tell my story. Do dismiss your photographer and let’s have a nice visit now.

Notes & Credits:
The Gorgeous Green Gown: Silvan Moon Designs, Lady Aliana Gown, in Olive (Get it at We Love Role-play, which opens on 4th August!)
The Moon Halo and Forehead Jewels: Petrichor, Lunaveina Halo, Moon Forehead (Get it at Wizarding Faire!)
The Spectacular Wand: Petrichor, Lunaveina Wand (Get it at Wizarding Faire!)
The Perfect Wicked Faery Skin: Wyrd, Alva
The Forehead Rune: Wyrd, Third Eye Rune
The Ears: Swallow, Noldor Elf Ears
The Dark Green Eyes: Madame Noir, Lizz Eyes
The I-Got-Taken-Over-By-My-Garden Body & Face Tattoos: Nefekalum, Gaia
The Red-Tipped Wings: Trap, Riven Wings
The Hair: Magika, Midnight
The Lipstick: Warpaint, My Favourite Lip Balm, Aubergine
The Eyeshadow: Gorsimi, Crow Shadows
The Ironically Funny T-Shirt: ZFG, Fairytale Shirt
The Jeans: Blueberry, Evie Jeans
The Boots, Eudora3D, Morgan Boots

Environment:
All Wall Art: Created By The Author. Ping me in world if you are interested in any of it.
House: Dragon Magick Wares, Soora Cottage
Floor Magic Circle: Pierce Design Studios, Magic Circle Wheel (runes)
Potion Table: Foxwood, Grandma’s Kitchen, Table
Book Stack: Raindale, Sparrownest, Stack Of Books (Get it at Wizarding Faire!)
Cauldron: Raindale, Sparrownest, Cauldron (Get it at Wizarding Faire!)
Couch & Living Room Furniture: Oubliette, Oracle Gacha (Cushion Sofa, Lamps, Table, Tea Set, Floor, Pillows, Cat Chair) (Get it at the Gacha Garden!)

Enchantment’s Sleeping Beauty round opens on the 8th of August! I can’t wait!

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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.

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Summer needs a pool

Summer needs a pool, and Faerie provides. At the far end of the Sacred Grove, there’s now a rock-lined pond, with clear water and the best exposure to the afternoon sun. So that’s where I spent a good part of yesterday. I felt like — well, I didn’t feel like a Queen; I can tell you that.

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Kicking Back

When I picked up this beautiful bathing suit from 1313 Mockingbird Lane, the pond hadn’t appeared yet. I thought I was going to have to go find some retro clue in Nu Jyorck or something, put on some 1950s rock and roll, and just glam out on a beach towel. Now, though, I don’t have to do that, and given that much of the multiverse is dealing with a pandemic, it’s probably for the best. I can philosophise about that situation later: what I want to do now is smile smugly and tell you that Awenia Faerie is Almost Ready.

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Almost Ready

That’s right: in a matter of days, we’ll be reopening Awenia Faerie to tourist traffic. Of course, for tourists from Realms affected by the pandemic, we’ll be requiring health checks prior to authorising travel. Although the Fae are not susceptible to this disease (or any human diseases, really), we want all our tourists to enjoy a safe sojourn in Faery, or at least a sojourn safe from those things that might cause them worry or stress in their home Realms. That’s what a holiday is for, isn’t it?

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So…. ready—

It’s been stressful getting ready, but now I think I’m ready.

And as steady as I’ve ever been, so let’s say I’m steady as well.

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Time to Leap!

Time to leap! And there’s nothing better than just jumping right in to something, you’ve longed to do for many, many months now.

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Whee!

Whee!

Awenia Faerie Will Open To Visitors For The First Time In Over A Year In Just A Few Days. Watch This Space!

Notes and Credits:
The properly retro polkadot bathing costume (including the blowing skirt): 1313 Mockingbird Lane, Margot Swimsuit (get it at The Epiphany!)
The I kinda want to be Audrey Hepburn hair: Magika, Prudence
The glam apricot skin for proper 1950s beach babes: DeeTaleZ, Cora, in Nordic
The matte orangey-red lipstick required for beachy blondes: theMARS: Chapped Lip
The eyes of clearest blue: Heaux, Smoothie Eyes
The kitty pearl necklace and earrings: RealEvil Industries, Kitty Pearl
The mascara-full lashes: Michan, Rachel Lashes
The yummy brown eyeshadow: Voodoo, Summer Matte
The oh-so-pointy ears: Swallow, Elf Ears High Definition
The Body: Maitreya
The Head: Lelutka, Lake Evolution
The Pond: Two Moon Gardens, Shimmery Pond

The Way Things Grow

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I should be used to it, really.

I should be used to it, really. Used to the way things appear and disappear and remake themselves. It is Faerie, after all.

But that never stops me from just staring in raw wonder at some of the things that crop up.

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A new faerie circle

In the Sacred Grove, there’s a new faerie circle with lovely illuminated grass and mushrooms that, I kid you not, smell of strawberries. Our demifae are a wonder. I did find one of them and ask, and the only thing she’d tell me was they got the mushroom spores from Keira Raindale. That’s no surprise: the lady is a mistress of whimsy: of course the mushrooms smell like strawberries.

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I picked up some friends

Apparently, bunnies like me today. And this is Tuille, one of our resident unicorns. He’s feeling very spiffy since he told me he had always wanted to be a viking unicorn and so we found him some beautiful tattoos and a horn etching from Devras at Valkyrie Designed. Behind him, you can see where the demifae have made their summer goddess altar; this is our summer guardian tree, and while she may move on when autumn comes, I doubt she will ever stay far away.

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Everything illuminated

I just can’t get over the illuminated grass in this faery circle. And beyond it, you can see the rocks surrounding a new little pond (I must take a dip in there later!). And the Cats and Caitsidhe were apparently so happy with our hosting a Summerlands for cats here that they’ve added a temple in the roots of the Shrine Tree. I’m glad they’ve chosen us.

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Dancing Elf

Our dancing elf statue ended up here? I expected to find this in the Book Forest; which reminds me, I must get over there and explore sometime soon: there’s no telling what the stories have been getting up to. You can’t stop stories, no matter how hard you try. Stories just are. They persist, and if you won’t tell them, they’ll tell themselves.

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The little dryad!

Haha! I didn’t even notice this lovely little dryad the demifae placed here on the summer guardian altar. What thoughtful little creatures they are. And they’ve left a guard, right in her hand. I hope they’re giving you regular breaks, guard of the guardian.

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Next Stop?

I stepped across to spend some time with the memory of our gone-forward cats, and shed a few tears for cats I’m missing especially right now. I think it’s safe to say the sacred grove is ready.

I do still want to spend some quiet time in that bathing pool, though. Maybe soon.

Notes and Credits:
The Halter With Tassels: PaperMoon, Gelsey Halter (get it at Midsummer Enchantment—hurry, the event closes on 26 July!)
Those Amazing Boots: Wicca’s Originals, Lyndis Boots (get them at Midsummer Enchantment—hurry, the event closes on 26 July!)
The Hair That Makes You Wanna Know How Gwyneth Got Such Amazing Hair: Analog Dog (natch!) Fluttercup (it’s new at the Analog Dog Main Store!)
But Those Jeans Though: Blueberry, Evie Jeans
Gloves? Those are so cool!: Masoom, Petra Gloves (these are at the currently-running [til 25 July] Cosmopolitan)
Choker: Kibitz, Tricia’s Choker (at Kustom9)
Sparkly Antlers: Attic, Fairy Horn (also at Kustom9)
Circlet: Amias, Edana
Body: Maitreya
Head: Lelutka, Evolution Lake
Skin: DeeTalez, Jane for Lelutka Evolution, in Celtic
Ears: Swallow, Elf Ears High Definition

Environment: Awenia Faerie, Sacred Grove (open soon!)
Amazing Fairy Circle: Raindale, Fairy Circle (get it at Midsummer Enchantment—hurry, the event closes on 26 July!)
Grove Trees include:
Happy Mood: Garden Tree10 – A (ground shape2) LI:14
Happy Mood: Fallen Tree – flowers LI:9
Little Branch: AppleTree, BuckTHorn, DownyBirch, GreenAsh, HawThornTree
Summer Guardian Tree: HarshLands, The Summer Guardian
Offering Table: *ionic* Forest Tree Table
Bonsai Dryad: *HEXtraordinary* Bonsai Dryad
Summer Guardian Roses: Heart, Classic & Wild Roses
Summer Guardian Food Offerings: Kopfkino, Royal Pavilion various food
Cat Shrine: Maru Kado
Ground Cover: Happy Mood, Sweet Garden Grass 08, Raindale, Fairy Grass
Tuille the Unicorn: Teegle, Unicorn
Unicorn Mods: Skin, Cinnamon, Silver Buckskin. Tattoos and horn: Valkyrie Designed, unicorn horn, engraved light brown, and tattoo, Celtic Shields

ping me in world if you’d like to know about anything else!

 

Days Like These

Because The Author isn’t OK with showing you all where she sits and cries for her world, she’s asked me to do it for her. The song’s from Billy Bragg, released in 1985. History marches on.

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Whose world is it, anyway?

The party that became so powerful by sinking foreign boats
Is dreaming up new promises because promises win votes
And being resolute in conference with the ad man’s expertise
The majority by their silence shall pay for days like these

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Silent

The right to build communities is back behind closed doors
‘Tween government and people stands the right arm of the law
And shame upon the patriot when the mark of the Bulldog Breed
Is a family without a home and a pensioner in need?

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Next move?

Those whose lives are ruled by dogma are waiting for a sign
The Better Dead Than Red Brigade are listening on the line
And the liberal, with a small L cries in front of the TV
And another demonstration passes on to history

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with a small l

Peace, bread, work, and freedom is the best we can achieve
And wearing badges is not enough in days like these
—Billy Bragg (YouTube link below)

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Peace, Bread, Work, and Freedom?

Notes & Credits:
The Dress That Makes Gwyneth Beautiful Even In Despair: Oubliette, Cordelia Skirt & Top, in Periwinkle (get it at Midsummer Enchantment—hurry, the event closes on 26 July!)
The Tats: White Widow, Music Box
The Jewellery: Romazin, Barta Necklace
The Stockings: Alaskametro, Wanda nylon stockings
The Shoes: Ingenue, Haru Flats
The Body: Maitreya
The Head: Lelutka Evolution, Lake
The Skin, DeeTalez, Jane for Lelutka Evolution, in Celtic
The Hair, Raven Bell, Neried
The Ears: Swallow, Elf Ears High Definition
The Eyeshadow: Cazimi, Cruel Summer
The Eyebrows: Cazimi, Cruel Summer
The Blush: Cazimi, Cruel Summer
The Lips: theMARS: Apple Crush Dark
Environment:
Location: Awenia, The Box Studio
Photo Backdrop: Minimal, Versalles Corridor
Mirrors: Candle & Cauldron, Magic Mirror
Poses, Couch, Rain Cloud: Le Poppycock, Rough Patches