The Beauty Of Blue
I was wandering again. Aside from the Big Events, this year, I travelled the Great Faire mostly in one disguise or another. It was fun, and somewhat easier, as I was not in a mind to deal with other beings overmuch, and frankly, there are plenty of other Fae Queens at the Faire: my celebrity… Continue reading
What Have I Done?
It’s Faire Time. This year, I’ve sent a party ahead of me, just to scout around and see what there is to see. I’ll wait until the furore dies down and I don’t have to worry so much about handling huge crowds in the Fairelands. Of course, there will be crowds throughout, but the heaving… Continue reading
This is not your world. Were you to step into it, My Fae Realm of Awenia, you would change, because it, the Realm, would change you. There is no way to enter Faerie, any Faerie, and return the same. I know this as well as anybody knows it, because I have stepped into Faerie many,… Continue reading
It’s been so long. Yes, as usual, I have spent all my time working. The practical side of faery is no less real than anything else you read, but it does not leave everyone’s favourite svart alfar very much leisure time. This is my last faery tour job before I take a short holiday, and… Continue reading
The Moment It Happened
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… Continue reading
Fox Mother And The Faerie Meadow
How alike we are, the Faery Queen and me, the Fox Mother. Centuries and continents and worlds divided, and yet we were born from the same desire, the same seeking if you will. We are the longing to explain the ineffable. We are the why the full pot of rice has disappeared without a sound. We… Continue reading
Like A Ghost
Like a ghost, she comes. Over the water gliding gladly See her there among the stones. See her there among the stones Glows she like a moonlit pearl Like a ghost she comes. Glows she like a moonlit pearl Stars above her, sea below Over the water gliding gladly Over the water gliding gladly Watch… Continue reading
Glimpses of the Light of Va’loth
Sometimes, a focal point is so overwhelming it’s the only thing you see. That’s why it’s a focal point, after all. That’s what it’s like in Light of Va’loth. The towering statue, be she goddess, heroine, or legend, is impossible to look away from: she is visible from nearly every point on the region, and she carries… Continue reading
Wrapped In Light
We keep our darkness wrapped in light Enough to help us chart a course Through every obstacle in sight With all the courage we can force We keep our darkness wrapped in light. Wrapped in light (wrapped in light) Keep your darkness wrapped in light No-one wants to know the demons in your heart Wrapped in… Continue reading
Fitcher’s Bird (in her own words)
I am not weak. Now I have brought my sisters back, alerted my brothers, and made myself a creature of legend, there remains only the long, long walk that will trap the monster who intends me to be his bride. See how I glitter? He will never know me. Am I clever? Oh, yes; yes, I… 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.