@#$%#@%r Brambles!!

Sleeping Beauty hacks n chops @ the brambly barrier that keeps her from what awaits in the Castle. Namely, her bed... N that's just a bit of verge on the castle walls. Imagine the actual Bramblewood. C, even if u do get out, finding ur way back in can b a b**ch, n that's for those who know, never mind clueless outsiders. Ogre made sure that wall of bramble was reaaalll good @ keeping the knights n rif raf out... Problem is, to the Ogre, everyone's Rif Raf!!
- SB

The Postern Gate.

Sleeping Beauty finds the missing Castle door. YAAAY!!!

Sorry. Good photo op. Couldn't pass it up. :-)

- SB

The Verge has left the Hedge n is over taking everything. Ogre Orders: Clean the Verge off the Castle.

There's gots to be a door in here somewhere's, I jist know it! - SB

On Toques and other tight things...

Hey. I 's always up 4 a hug, eh? Take 'em when u can gets 'em says I. They ain't always around when u'd like 1, hey?! Store 'em up and nibble on them a bit @ a time when there's a dry spell. Seen? Sheite. I think my toque is on 2 tight...

- Arrow

Going Squirrely

Nice pic of my dance floor. But unfortunately, the resident Squirrel is pissed! My dance floor is right under its bed, it's getting dark, and me and my construction boots are apparently dancing to the wrong beat. "How about a lullaby?" Says I. "Get the freak out!" Says he. Maybe she. There sure is a lot of words involved...

- SB

My Spidey sense is tingling...

I put the Possibles bag down here then realized the Spidey's had a condo going on! Figured I better move on. No need of havin them reportin back to the Old Man what's doin, eh?

- Arrow

Castle Critters.

Ferret.... Oh little Feeeerrrrrett... Wheeeerrrreee rrrrr uuuuuuu??? Hmmmm... Don't think he's moved in yet. My pepperoni might be safe in my room.

Ahhh. Ya. Me. Ferret. Who u think's goin down?

Huh... Maybe I should put the pepperoni in the cold box....

- SB

Doing dishes.

It never ceases 2 amaze me how little water you need 2 do dishes. 1/4 cup in the bottom of the bowl, wash spoon, wash knife, wash bowl. Dump. Dry. Done. - Arrow

Heh. U could use even less if you let the dog lick them clean. - Sleeping Beauty

Ahhh... Rain check on brains?
No dog. Hello?
Just gonna have 2 waste the 1/4c of H20,ya? -A

:- ) No need to disparage my brains. Just checkin. Seein' if ur on ur toes. -SB

Pfffffttttthhhhhiiiiitttt!!! -A

Hey. Niiice tongue!
Ow! Y u throwin sh*t??  -SB

Ogre's floors? Layers n layers of dirt n gunk.

It's reeeeallly hard to apply the 5 second rule @ the Old Man's.
- Arrow

I don't know. There might be a thing or two I'd apply it to.
-Sleeping Beauty

Girl. U r sick!
-A

Heh heh heh....
I donno. He's a damn fine cook. Just saying...
- SB

How far is Faelan?

I have officially gone back two centuries in time...


...in a half mile drive...

Ha !

                          bRaiN
A Wee        of a                scramBle, that!!
         biT

- Arrow

Welcome to Faelan. Book 1: The Ogre of Faelan

The Fae live in a territory whose boundaries are non-static, the ingress and egress depending entirely on the collective mind of the Fae. That the fluctuation in Faelan's borders creates temporal overlappings onto other Worlds of Sanctuary, allowing beasts and unsavory creatures into their realm, is of no concern to them. In Faelan, the Fae rule. Their rule is absolute, no one challenges them. The Fae also, at times, grant Sanctuary, according to the laws in the Worlds of Sanctuary, to those looking for relatively safe harbour. One such place is the Ogre’s territory.

The Ogre, granted Sanctuary by the Fae for the preservation of Sleeping Beauty, has over time created a Brambled Hedge around his lands. Not many come and go through the bramble, though there’s a few know the way. It's spikes and thorns serve their purpose keeping out greedy souls looking for rumored wealth and beauty. However, when the way is difficult, there are those determined to see for themselves what lies beyond. They would have been rather disappointed if they had lived to find out. Like most places ruled by a crumbling mind, the castle, its people and territory exist in a rather dilapidated and cluttered state.  Those who still have their sanity intact try to make it better for others but all are stuck dealing with the debris and detritus of a fallen mind.

As there are Worlds in Sanctuary that are highly developed in the technical arena, and there is often movement between Worlds, some of that technology has found its way into Faelan. The Ogre would never approve but there are some of his people in possession of such technology and it is by this means that the author, when away from Faelan, gets info for her posts. The original posts were distributed on Facebook as the only means available at the time. The limit of 420 characters per post greatly influenced the language and design of the posts. That shifts a little as the story moves from FB to the blog world.

Please note copyrights on this material.:

The Worlds of Sanctuary
	Registration Number: 1108587	Type: Copyright
	Author: Gordon, Deborah	Owner: Gordon, Deborah
	Registration Date: 2013-10-28

The Faelan Stories
	Registration Number: 1108586	Type: Copyright
	Author: Gordon, Deborah	Owner: Gordon, Deborah
	Registration Date: 2013-10-28