In a small corner of Sanctuary are worlds and times that exist, out of sync or in, all being tiny glimpses of a greater tapestry. One such place, the land of the Fae, has a castle, of sorts, that is totally surrounded by a brambled wood. So we begin, in the Worlds of Sanctuary, with the Faelan Stories. And what better, when being introduced to the weird and wonderful, than starting with something slightly familiar. Here we have the sometimes Sleeping Beauty. Ps: It's a story so oldest posts 1st.
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This Blog is a story being delivered in post format. The posts are not stand alone. To follow you need to use the archive and start with oldest posts first, reading from the BOTTOM TO THE TOP of the page. Hope you enjoy this crazy world. - Deb
"Fairy narratives always gather in whatever place is not home." - Diane Purkiss - Troublesome Things.
Saturday, 5 April 2014
The Lineage
"Counting relations is a kinda sideways math. Gets tricky when the Gene pool is so convoluted."
- quote by Ntouranae DarqNquer (pictured above) deflecting when asked to defend her position as 1st Guard to The AeriEmin, ruling Stratus, Fae, when she appears to be of no relation. She declined further comment to the insinuations implied in her quote.
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The question was raised: "So how does the dress and heels work for tramping through Faelan’s woods?" Well, dear reader, this is not woods attire. As 1st Guard to AeriEmin, THE ruling Fae, considerable time is spent in the Fae courts which has its own dress code that's a mite different than Fae bush wear. Glad to see I have such fashion conscious readers. ;)
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