Wicked Wylds: Where The Magic Is Real

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Gwyneth:

Gwyneth:

Once upon a time, there was a collection of people, people whose imaginations were bigger than their back gardens, people whose desire to tell stories and live more than one life captured their thoughts and dreams.

A couple of those people created a place where those thoughts and dreams could come to life, and they called it Wicked Wylds.

This is where I spend my Second Life roleplaying time. WW is not the sort of place you go if you just want to kill some monsters or have lighthearted intimate relations with pointy-eared elves. I mean, you could do those things, but there is a much, much larger story of which your actions can be a small part, or a large part.

In WW you can have come from anywhere. Maybe you were about to go into the shop to buy some milk and suddenly felt dizzy. You might wake up on an idyllic hillside and wonder if you’ve had some kind of stroke or maybe just dropped dead. Maybe you are a realm-walker, and the Wylds is just a convenient stopover between Asgard and Wonderland.

Maybe you are a demon who longs to role-play in a meticulously detailed Hell with a rich cast of characters who will engage you.

Maybe you are a changeling who has lived as a human for so long, and one day, one day, you open the door to Faerie.

Maybe you are an ordinary (ha!) person who dreams of interacting with so many different kinds of beings than you encounter at your day job in the bank.

Maybe you just want to be taken to where the magic is real.

You can’t find Wicked Wylds through a Second Life search. But you can take a look at the Tumblr to see what’s going on Read the histories, the rules, all that admin stuff there, or you can request it from one of the admins in-world. You can seek out members of the admin staff on SL and IM us. Tell us your story and we’ll talk about how it might fit into ours.

There is so much room for growth and there is no end to the stories we might write together.

Some of the people who live in or are frequently found in Mysthaven: L-R: (back row) Gwyneth, Seelie Queen in Faerie; Nathanial, Mysthaven Steward and Queen's Consort; Aoibheann, Lost Rabbit and Lord Maric's Consort; Lord Maric, Lord of Mysthaven and by a strange twist of fate the current Unseelie King; (front row) Wren Darling, Fae Teen and Nathaniel's adopted daughter; Dyisi, Elder Satyr, Realm-Walker, teller of tales and talker of riddles.

Some of the people who live in or are frequently found in Mysthaven:
L-R: (back row) Gwyneth, Seelie Queen in Faerie; Nathanial, Mysthaven Steward and Queen’s Consort; Aoibheann, Lost Rabbit and Lord Maric’s Consort; Lord Maric, Lord of Mysthaven and by a strange twist of fate the current Unseelie King; (front row) Wren Darling, Fae Teen and Nathaniel’s adopted daughter; Dyisi, Elder Satyr, Realm-Walker, teller of tales and talker of riddles.

Admins to IM: Vedis Seid (sim owner and the architect of hell); Faermorn Violet (plot spinner and the architect of Faerie); Suboki Paine (RP and Tech Admin); Benbold (RP Admin); Dickensiandreamer (RP Admin); Dyisi Oppewall (Rp Admin); Gwen Enchanted (RP Admin, Welcome Wagon, Fae Dreamer, and the Blogger of Record).

Spiffy photo taken with the indispensible aid of a LumiPro. Go look at the web page. Yes, I know they’re expensive. If you want to take amazing photos in SL, they’re worth every Linden.

Have I stayed too long at the Faire?

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Gwyneth:

Gwyneth:

Have I stayed too long at the Faire? What a ridiculous question. The answer, of course, is no! But the Faire has ended officially, and the merchants are beginning to pack up their wares, those who can’t wait to go home, that is.

I was a vision for the Masqued Ball.

I was a vision for the Masqued Ball.

I was a vision for the Masqued Ball, if I do say so myself! But I felt myself on the fringes, as if something were tugging at me. When I turned to see what it was, it was gone.

But I feel it. Something in the air. Something of summer. My King. My King. I know it was him.  I feel the call to go home to Faerie now. But a few more stories, before I leave. just a few more.

One night, I found myself in Ichi-go Ichi-I.

One night, I found myself in Ichi-go Ichi-I.

One night, I found myself in Ichi-go Ichi-i, unsure of how I’d ended up there. A nice faerie offered me some tea. I felt made of gossamer, clouded pink with spring butterflies. I danced all night. This glorious dress is made by AZUL, the same dressmaker who designed the gown I wore for the masqued ball, above. Both so completely different from one another. What talent! I am wearing a set of jewellery from The Plastik, who never fail to amaze me with beautiful things. This one included a pendant that didn’t come with a chain, so I hooked it in to the strap the dress and hoped! As often is the case: my hope was rewarded— it looked great there!

Then, I got to thinking about summer, the triumph of the sun.

I saw my future as the Queen of Summer.

I saw my future as the Queen of Summer.

I saw my future as the Queen of Summer, in a dress from The White Armory and matching adornments from Muse. 

Before I left, I wanted to revisit one of my favourite places at the Faire.

Before I left, I wanted to revisit one of my favourite places at the Faire.

Before I left, I wanted to revisit one of my favourite places at the Faire.

This is the Writers' Circle in Sylvan of Spells.

This is the Writers’ Circle in Sylvan of Spells.

This is the Writers’ Circle in Sylvan of Spells. Those of you who know me will be unsurprised that it’s among my favourite places: my mortal background was in literature and writing, and before the… well, I used to call it an “unfortunate incident”, but I’m not so sure that’s the case now… before the event that whisked me out of my mortal life in and into Jasper Cove, I was a lecturer, a professor I guess some would call it, a writer, a teacher of literature and writing, and an avid fantasist.

Now that my life is fantasy, I don't know whether the word 'fantasist' applies....

Now that my life is fantasy, I don’t know whether the word ‘fantasist’ applies….

Now that my life is fantasy, I don’t know whether the word ‘fantasist’ applies…. unless it’s when I try to explain to Nathaniel about the Internet and his head explodes. Again.

I suppose that’s a a habit of mine, as it is the same with many people: to go back and revisit one’s favourite place before leaving someplace special.

I wonder, I wonder. I wonder if by some magic, some generosity of the goddess, I could create a space like this? In Faerie or elsewhere; it wouldn’t matter to me. I wonder.

And on a more important note: yet another perq of being a Faerie Queen: you don’t have to pack! And it’s not like other fae just do it for you: it’s that you really don’t have to pack. I fucking love magic.

Style Cards:

Gwyneth preparing for the Masqued Ball:
Mask: 
Illusions: Unseelie Headpiece (Available at the Fantasy Faire!)
Skin: 
Curio: Simone in Moondrop
Hair: 
Analog Dog (natch!): Sola (Available at the Fantasy Faire!)
Ears: 
Lumae: Leevi Long Ears
Wings: 
Remarkable Oblivion: Eternity Wings in Licentious
Jewellery: 
Violator: Hedera
Dress: 
AZUL: Naarnisse
Shoes: 
GizzA: L’amour Heels

One Night, I Found Myself in Ichi-go Ichi-e:
Dress: AZUL: Pepeke (Available at Fantasy Faire!)
Hair: Analog Dog (natch!) Contriuneau (Available at Fantasy Faire!)
Jewellery: The Plastic: Illariel circlet, pendant, and ring (Available at Fantasy Faire!)
Skin: Curio: Simone in Moondrop
Shoes: Tumble Twig & Skjern Designs: Pearls of Muse (pink)

All other photos:
Dress: The White Armory: Maiden of Tuatha in Royal
Jewellery (crown, earrings, choker, dress ornament, veil): MUSE, Maiden of Tuatha Accessories in Royal
Skin: Curio: Kai in Moondrop
Ears: Lumae: Leevi Long Ears
Hair: Analog Dog (natch!): Megan
Anklets: Honesty Starsider: Empress Rose

Spiffy photos taken with the indispensible aid of my LumiPro. Go look at the web page. Yes, I know they’re expensive. If you want to take amazing photos in SL, they’re worth every Linden.

The Gypsy is Lord of the Wild and the Green, And nobody knows all the wonders he’s seen….

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The Gypsy Davey

The Gypsy Davey

The Gypsy is Lord of the Wild and the Green, And Nobody knows all the Wonders he’s seen…. That’s a song my mum used to sing. Come to think of it, my dad used to sing it too, but only late, late at night, after a pint or three. Softly, and with a pain in his heart I never understood, back then.

Soon now, we will pack up the vardos and pay our tithe to the road again.

Soon now, we will pack up the vardos and pay our tithe to the road again.

Soon now, we will pack up the vardos and pay our tithe to the road again. But now, as the Faire-goers begin to home and the shops empty out and I can leave the work to my apprentices… Oh, now is the time for wandering.

I took a rest this morning on the banks of the river in Tangleshimmer Grove, where we have set our camp, it being the best place for the Romany in the Fairylands.

And when I got up, I could feel it. The restlessness.

And when I got up, I could feel it. The restlessness.

And when I got up, I could feel it. The restlessness.

There was so much more to see in the Fairelands, things I’d neglected with work and, well. With dallying. So many beautiful women here. It’s enough to make a man forget that he looked down from above upon the Faerie Queen. Almost. It is almost enough to make a man forget that.

I have marvelled at the seemingly living iceberg that is Aurora.

I have marvelled at the seemingly living iceberg that is Aurora.

I have marvelled at the seemingly living iceberg that is Aurora. 

I have imagined myself the captain of a ship in Poseidon's Abyss.

I have considered myself the captain of a ship in Poseidon’s Abyss.

I have considered myself the captain of a ship in Poseidon’s Abyss. 

I have paid my respects to Snow White in Spires of Andolys.

I have paid my respects to Snow White in Spires of Andolys.

I have paid my respects to Snow White in Spires of Andolys. 

I have stood at the junction of two realms in Wildehaven Marsh.

I have stood at the junction of two realms in Wildehaven Marsh.

I have stood at the junction of two realms in Wildehaven Marsh.

I have tested the wind aboard a faireboat on Vallacia.

I have tested the wind aboard a faireboat on Vallacia.

I have tested the wind aboard a Faireboat in Vallacia.

I have shared the stories of my people in Sylvan of Spells.

I have shared and heard the stories of my people in Sylvan of Spells.

I have shared and heard the stories of my people in Sylvan of Spells.

I have had tea with the strange fae in Ichi-go Ichi-E

I have had tea with the strange fae in Ichi-go Ichi-E

I have had tea with the strange fae in Ichi-go Ichi-E.

I have considered, really thought about, what it feels like to be a book, in Poppetsborough.

I have considered, really thought about, what it feels like to be a book, in Poppetsborough.

I have considered, really though about, what it feels like to be a book, in Poppetsborough.

I have sat, higher than the rooftops, and thought about life and love in YoZakura.

I have sat, higher than the rooftops, and thought about life and love in YoZakura.

I have sat, higher than the rooftops, and thought about life and love in YoZakura.

And a funny thing happened to me while I sat and thought.

I had a vision.

I had a vision of her, the Faerie Queen.

I had a vision of her, the Faerie Queen.

I had a vision of her, of the Faerie Queen. She must have been dressed for the grand masqued ball they have each year at the Faire, near the end. It looked as if she were offering me an embrace. Or a blessing.

And so I thought, though about her embrace, and it was a sweet thought, and it tugged at my heart and my soul.

And so I thought, thought about her embrace, and it was a sweet thought, and it tugged at my heart and my soul.

And so I thought, thought about her embrace, and it was a sweet thought, and it tugged at my heart and my soul.

Then, perhaps reluctantly, I made my way back to the Tangleshimmer Portal in the Fairelands Junction.

Then, perhaps reluctantly, I made my way back to the Tangleshimmer Portal in the Fairelands Junction.

Then, perhaps reluctantly, I made my way back to the Tangleshimmer Portal in the Fairelands Junction.

And after a last meal round the Fairelands Fire, I instructed the boys to start packing the tents away. And their mothers looked away. And their fathers smirked at me. And the green fortuneteller, who I think we really must replace, said, “Back to Faerie, then?”

And I said,

“No.”

No. I will resist it, pull away from it, keep myself to the road and my calling and the fortunes of the people and the wisdom of the hedges. I will stay no more in Faerie but send my spirit out to have adventures where it will.

And if she wants me, she can come to me, this time.

Style Cards:

The Gyps Davey, Throughout
Clothes: Fallen Gods & Faida: Il Principe, Terra Bruciata (Available at the Fantasy Faire!)
Boots: 22769: Jika-Tabi Black Leather Boots
Skin:  7 Deadly s{K}ins: Damien Box 2 Smoked
Hair: EMO-tions: Torunn, Black
Necklace: Otherskin, Aesculap Necklace (Available at the Fantasy Faire!)

The Vision of Seelie Queen Gwyneth:
Mask: 
Illusions: Unseelie Headpiece (Available at the Fantasy Faire!)
Skin: Curio: Simone in Moondrop
Hair: Analog Dog (natch!): Sola (Available at the Fantasy Faire!)
Ears: Lumae: Leevi Long Ears
Wings: Remarkable Oblivion: Eternity Wings in Licentious
Jewellery: Violator: Hedera
Dress: AZUL: Naarnisse
Shoes: GizzA: L’amour Heels

Spiffy photos taken with the indispensible aid of my LumiPro. Go look at the web page. Yes, I know they’re expensive. If you want to take amazing photos in SL, they’re worth every Linden.

Did I mention all I do is work?

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The Amazing Catwoman:

The Amazing Catwoman:

Did I mention all I do is work? This morning, they assigned me to guard some literary talk over in BookLand… I mean, Sylvan of Spells. It’s pretty and all, but I’m not into books, and it always seems to be night there. Thought writers liked a lot of light, but hey, who am I to decide these things?

They armoured us all up, because today is the last day of the Faire.

They armoured us all up, because today is the last day of the Faire.

They armoured us all up, because today is the last day of the Faire. Apparently, when I’m on duty I have to carry a staff of some description—captain keeps a load of them at the back. I grabbed this one because there was a bird on it, but then all the other guards teased me because it had pink flowers, the fuckers.

Anyway, imagine my surprise when…. absolutely nothing happened. This chick showed up to give some talk about myths and legends or some shit like that, and nobody threatened to kill her. Put it on a broadsheet and sing it in the streets.

Here's the chick who showed up.

Here’s the chick who showed up.

Here’s the chick who showed up. She’s called Saffia Widdershins, and people were lining up to hear her speak, so I guess she must be somebody important.

But not, apparently, important enough to kill.

But not, apparently, important enough to kill.

But not, apparently, important enough for anybody to want to kill her, or even throw tomatoes. The audience seemed really impressed, anyway; she gave them all a book called The Book of the Champions, the same book I had to pore through when I was working on saving that Princess What’s Her Name. I totally forgot her name. Oh, well: if she’s like most Princesses, she’ll need saving again.

After that, they sent me, I kid you not, to a treehouse.

After that, they sent me, I kid you not, to a treehouse.

After that, they sent me, I kid you not, to a treehouse. There wasn’t anybody in the treehouse: I was just meant to stand on the bridge and watch for brigands.

This is like a song with a bad chorus. Imagine my surprise when …. absolutely nothing happened. This Faire is so safe they don’t even need guards! But the captain says at least I can keep the armour and the staff. The staff, well. It’ll probably go on a wall somewhere, once I have my own walls. The armour and belt though are topnotch stuff. They’re made by The Forge, and I really love The Forge. Because although you can get stuff there that makes you look like a camp follower, The Forge also makes armour that makes sense and covers up all your bits and doesn’t make you look like you’re going to kill the next dragon you see with your amazing boobage. How relieved I was when they put me in this stuff and not in some skimpy costume.

But seriously? Boring.

But seriously? Boring.

But seriously? Boring. Most boring guarding gig I’ve ever had: Everybody at this Faire is nice, and I don’t know where they got the idea there might be thieves about: I didn’t spot a single one, and I am good at looking for the thieves.

I’m kind of glad the Fantasy Faire is coming to an end, though it just means I’ll end up getting carted back to the Great Seelie Forest with her, where I’ll probably get blind drunk on faerie mead and chase squirrels or some shit until I get bored and go out looking for adventure again.

Oh! And I dyed my fucking hair. I am a Red Fae Avenger.

Style Card:
Armour, clothes, boots: The Forge: Daerwen (Available at Fantasy Faire!)
Belt: The Forge: Arwen’s Belt (Available at Fantasy Faire!)
Head: Lelutka
Ears: Gauze: High Elf Ears
Body: Maitreya
Skin: Glam Affair
Hair: No Match: No Flowers
Staff: Tia: Empress Staff (Ultrarare from a past Fantasy Gacha Carnival)
Necklace: Empyrean Forge: Ymir’s Sigil (Available at Fantasy Faire!)

Saffia Widdershine graciously allowed me to use her photograph here. The talk The Amazing Catwoman was watching over was the last-day discussion of the mythology incorporated into this year’s Fantasy Faire Hunt: The Lost Land. If you have not done the hunt yet, the sims will be up til Wednesday, I’m told, and no hunt stuff is being taken down, so go do it! This year’s hunt is a lot of fun, and of course the hunt prizes at the end are legion and amazing.

Spiffy photos taken with the indispensible aid of my LumiPro. Go look at the web page. Yes, I know they’re expensive. If you want to take amazing photos in SL, they’re worth every Linden.

Meetings and Sightings at the Fantasy Faire!

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Gwyneth:

Gwyneth:

I’d been telling a lot of people about Willow Brandybuck and her amazing jewellery. But you know how it is when you’re a Sidhe Queen (or maybe you don’t, so I’ll tell you!): there is so much to think on and remember that some of it gets muddled up, so later, when I was telling people about things to do at the Faire, in a magical space for beings who love to change their skins, I ran across another Willow! And of course because I am easily muddled, and this thought-speak makes me dizzy sometimes, I thought she was Willow Brandybuck of the amazing jewellery, and so I was speaking to her as if she were that Willow, but it turns out she was another Willow entirely!

You see, I'd summoned Dyisi and Wren to the Faire with me, because I was lonely, or bored, or something....

You see, I’d summoned Dyisi and Wren to the Faire with me, because I was lonely, or bored, or something….

You see, I’d summoned Dyisi and Wren to the Faire with me, because I was lonely, or bored, or something, or maybe I just wanted some company (wait; that’s the same as lonely, isn’t it?), and there we were, in Aurora Realm, Dyisi and I arguing about mushrooms and Wren bored out of her mind, and then there was this conversation going on in my head with one Willow I thought was another Willow, and the second Willow said, “Hey! you don’t believe I am another Willow, I’ll prove it to you!”

And suddenly, while we were still frozen in our argument and Wren was still bored out of her mind, a gleaming demifae with wings of gossamer teal appeared as if by magic.

And suddenly, while we were still frozen in our argument and Wren was still bored out of her mind, a gleaming demifae with wings of gossamer teal appeared as if by magic.

And suddenly, while we were still frozen in our argument and Wren was still bored out of her mind, a gleaming demifae with wings of gossamer teal appeared as if by magic! OK, it was actual magic; not as if by magic. Gwyneth, Gwyneth, still such a child of the 21st century you are, girl. Get with the magical programme!

She matched the mushrooms so perfectly we almost didn’t notice her when she appeared, but then Wren jumped back and took notice, and wow! There she was!

She explained to us that she was no simple demifae: she is related to a Prince, and is properly called the Demifae of the Spring Flora. Of course, I was properly deferential when I realised she was related to a Prince, but then Dyisi made fun of me for treating royalty like royalty and I had to stick my tongue out at her. So Queenly I am. Really. Like a boss. Or a Queen. Or something.

Why did they make me Queen again? Oh, yeah: I was there. 

Anyway, we had fun trying to catch Willow, who kept arguing that she was not to be caught, and I think Dyisi was worried what would happen if they touched, considering what she did to poor Kern last time….

It was so great to meet Willow, even if it was by accident because of my muddled Sidhe Queen head. It must be the Bealtainne energy getting to me… speaking of which, where is that Consort of mine? I need him. Lots. Now. *ahem*

Willow flitted off to explore the Fairelands, and at the mere mention of shopping, Wren turned pale and demanded that I summon an orb to send her back home. So, somewhat reluctantly, because she is a total good luck charm for me with men, I sent her back.

And Dyisi and I travelled to the Realm of Odyssey to enjoy the beautiful architecture and do some shopping.

But then something happened.

But then something happened.

But then something happened.

I looked up.

I shouldn’t have looked up.

Because there he was, unmistakably, staring down at us. The Gypsy Davey.

Because there he was, unmistakably, staring down at us. The Gypsy Davey.

Because there he was, unmistakably, staring down at us. The Gypsy Davey. I pulled Dyisi into the nearest shop, which was full of mermaid fashions that she hated! They were all pastel colours, and I thought she was going to hit me with that staff of hers….

But I couldn’t stay there, knowing he was watching me. I didn’t know he was here. Why didn’t he tell me?

Style Cards:

You see…

Gwyneth: 
Dress, Wings, Slippers: Evie’s Closet: Caoimhe in Brown (Available at the Fantasy Faire!)
Hair: Analog Dog, K’leesish (Available at the Fantasy Faire!)
Skin: Curio: Simone in Moondrop
Jewellery: Willow: Mystic Dreams Nymph Circlet and Necklace (Available at the Fantasy Faire!)
Ears: Lumae: Leevi Long Ears

Wren:
HAIR:
*ARGRACE* RYO – Golden Blonde (with some tinting)
EARS: *~*Illusions*~* Fairy Ears
EYES: –> InkHeart SKIN: oddbAlls – FINN1 PRETEEN (f) – pink
FRECKLES: Almost Free Freckles (from Lolli Hoxley on mp)
PANTS & BOOTS: {Exalted} Ranger – Green
SHIRT: PSC Green Hemp Tunic
WINGS: Faeline Fairy Wings – Youko (lime)

And suddenly….
Gwyneth & Wren: same as above

Willow:
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Fallen GodsPETITES Female, Sea Sprite (Available at the Fantasy Faire!)
Outfit / extras
…:{*PanDemic*}:.. Arabian F (petite) (outfit)
Slow Warm [Moon] (particals)
[ni.Ju] Depth Prim Eyes. ocean swirl (eyes)
yellow tinted Bangles (selfmade)
TRUTH HAIR Fleur (unrigged) (hair)
FableWS Wisp-o-wing Tone10 and 11 (wings)

Spiffy photo taken with the indispensible aid of my LumiPro. Go look at the web page. Yes, I know they’re expensive. If you want to take amazing photos in SL, they’re worth every Linden.

Digging in to Evie’s Closet at the Fantasy Faire!

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Gwyneth:

Gwyneth:

I did mention that I’d heard Evangeline Miles was here at the Faire, with her shop, Evie’s Closet? Oh, what beautiful finds I made there! I mean, it’s no secret that she makes some of the most beautiful clothes in all the Realms, but finding that she had a shop here at the Faire was enough to make Bran (my steward, for you “blog” readers who might come across this and not know him) shake his head and start juggling account books. And Bran is not a good juggler! Things fell everywhere. Besides Sidhe are much too regal to juggle. Once I reminded him of this, he cut it out.

A storm in Vallacia

A storm in Vallacia

This dress is such a perfect Spring Fae dress, don’t you think? Such a shame we’ll be moving into summer soon and I’ll be compelled to wear even less! (just kidding, but not really just kidding). Evie calls the dress Chryseis. Chryseis was one of the women of Troy, and I forget the whole story, but I think she ended up with Agamemnon as a slave and the mediaevals turned her into Cressida, the faithless woman of Troy. Because she was a slave, you woman-haters. Sigh. Anyway. Gorgeous dress, and I love wearing it; it makes me feel like I can do anything, swim anywhere, weather any storm, just by having this fabric on me. And the boots! They come from an artisan with a shop called Paper Moon, and I giggled when I saw the name “Huck Boots”. They are magical and can change to different colours. I don’t often wear boots in Faerie, but it was fun to put them on at the Fantasy Faire and dance around with my feet hitting the solid ground. Fun fact: when I am wearing shoes, flowers do not grow where my feet touch the earth!

There is a serious side to the Fantasy Faire, even for me.

There is a serious side to the Fantasy Faire, even for me.

There is a serious side to the Fantasy Faire, even for me. The Faire is an opportunity for mortal and immortal and everyone in between to help cure a dreaded disease. Cancer doesn’t exist in Faerie, but of course I remember it from my life in other Realms, and I probably even knew someone who had it when I was a child in London in the twenty-first century. This dress was made especially for the Fantasy Faire, and all the proceeds from it go to help fight cancer.

I mean, obviously, the reason I bought the dress was that it is such an amazeballs shade of purple, but it made me feel good to give some of my infinite supply of fairy gold to charity as well.

But there is so much more to this dress.

But there is so much more to this dress.

As with most of Evie’s dresses it comes in a selection of colours, and I couldn’t resist buying them all! I think I mentioned before that she can make even brown look beautiful. With absolutely no irony, I can say that this dress is called Caoimhe. Caoimhe means “beautiful” in Irish. I know this because my mortal father once chaired the committee for a peace conference at Goldsmiths, the university where he and my mortal mum teach at in London, and Caoimhe Butterly was their principal speaker and guest. She came to our house for dinner, and my little brothers were horrible, but she didn’t mind. She is a peace activist, someone I really admire. She really made an impression on me: I guess I was about sixteen when she came to visit us, and all anyone wanted to know about was what it felt like to be shot by an Israeli solder while standing in the way of a tank and saving children, but I loved that she told me her name meant “beautiful”. I was so in awe of her. Maybe I still am.

I don't think I am brave enough to walk into the face of an Israeli soldier to save a Palestinian child.

I don’t think I am brave enough to walk into the face of an Israeli soldier to save a Palestinian child.

I don’t think I am brave enough to walk into the face of an Israeli soldier to save a Palestinian child. But I am brave enough to wear two colours of this dress at once! They are all complementary, so you can put the purple corset over the red dress, or switch up the gloves.

How, you ask?

How, you ask?

How, you ask? How can I go from talking about peace working in Israel and Palestine to talking about two beautiful colours of a dress that means beautiful put together in a beautiful package?

I'll tell you the answer: Magic.

I’ll tell you the answer: Magic.

I’ll tell you the answer: Magic. Sidhe queens are made of magic. And the Seelie queen is made of love. I can love a dress and then love an activist. I can love a cute kitten and then love the hawk who hunts it for dinner. I can love a King, a Vampire, a Gypsy, a magical man from the future. I can love peace, and I can love beauty, all in the same paragraph.

And speaking of beautiful Gypsies, you won’t believe me when I tell you what happened next!

Style Cards:

A Storm in Vallacia:
Dress: Evie’s Closet: Chryseis, in Cobalt (Available at Fantasy Faire!)
Wings: Evie’s Closet: Chryseis, in Cobalt (Available at Fantasy Faire!)
Boots: Paper Moon: Huck Boots (Available at Fantasy Faire!)
Hair: Analog Dog: Amber (Available at Fantasy Faire!)
Skin: Curio: Kai in Moondrop
Ears: Mandala, Steking Ears, Season 5
Bracelet (left): Posh Tale Sylmae Bracelet (Available at Fantasy Faire!)
Bracelet (right): Tabloid: Sea Story Leather Cuff in Blue
Circlet: Wimey: Celtic Lunar Crown Gold (Luck of the Irish Gacha)

There is a serious side…
Dress, Slippers, Wings
Evie’s Closet, Caoimhe, in RFL (Available at Fantasy Faire!)
Hair: Analog Dog: Other
Skin: Curio: Simone in Moondrop
Makeup: MOCK (natch!)
Ears: Lumae: Leevi Long Ears
Circlet: The Plastik: Everilda (Available at Fantasy Faire!)
Necklace: The Plastik: Everilda (Available at Fantasy Faire!)
Earrings: The Plastik: Everilda (Available at Fantasy Faire!)

All other photos:
Dress: 
Evie’s Closet, Caoimhe, in RFL, Purple, Blue, Red, Green (Available at Fantasy Faire!)
Wings: Evie’s Closet, Caoimhe, in RFL, Purple, Blue, Red, Green (Available at Fantasy Faire!)
Slippers: Evie’s Closet, Caoimhe, in RFL, Purple, Blue, Red, Green (Available at Fantasy Faire!)
Hair: Analog Dog, Sola (Available at Fantasy Faire!)
Skin: Curio: Simone in Moondrop
Makeup: MOCK (natch!)
Ears: Lumae: Leevi Long Ears
Tiara: PoshTale, Sylmae (Available at Fantasy Faire!)
Choker: PoshTale, Sylmae (Available at Fantasy Faire!)
Collar: The Forge: Linmaer

Spiffy photo taken with the indispensible aid of my LumiPro. Go look at the web page. Yes, I know they’re expensive. If you want to take amazing photos in SL, they’re worth every Linden.

So, Your Majesty, What did you do at the Faire today? (My New Shiny Blog Challenge)

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Gwyneth:

Gwyneth:

Seriously: Why do you keep asking me that question?shopped, of course! I shopped like a Queen!

Oh!

The Penguins! Remember the penguins?

Well, just as I turned the corner from the penguins, I ran into this amazing artisan. Her name is Willow Brandybuck, and I’d bought her wares once before, at a Tolkein Fair somewhere outside of Faerie.

I was amazed to see she has a modest little stall in one of the Fairelands Realms.

I was amazed to see she has a modest little stall in one of the Fairelands Realms.

I was amazed to see she has a modest little stall in one of the Fairelands Realms! And in the Land of Winter, Aurora. Go and visit her shop: you won’t be disappointed! And she has cookies and hot chocolate on tap!

In the middle of winter, I of course create Spring.

In the middle of winter, I of course create Spring.

In the middle of Winter, I of course created Spring, just to show off some of her beautiful wares. I am wearing her gorgeous Mystic Dreams Tiara and Necklace here, and the wearable couch is from Boudoir. I think the penguins were impressed!

I don't know how long I sat there enjoying Spring in Winter.

I don’t know how long I sat there enjoying Spring in Winter.

I don’t know how long I sat there, enjoying Spring in Winter. But before I move on, I should tell you about the beautiful dress from Evangeline Miles. I am not a brown Queen. I do not particularly even like Brown. But Evie’s Closet can make brown look amazing! Just look at the beautiful wings she designed to go with the dress.

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Willow’s beautiful jewellery complements this dress so well!

But since my rediscovery of Willow is My New Shiny, let’s get back to the jewellery! Not only is Willow a lovely person, she has generously given a beautiful gift which you can win if you complete the Fairelands Hunt, along with a load of other swag. Just remember not to lose Willow’s acorn, and all will be well.

Later, I relaxed at home at the Treehouse, on my new couch, still wearing Willow's lovely ensemble.

Later, I relaxed at home at the Treehouse, on my new couch, still wearing Willow’s lovely ensemble.

All of Willow’s designs have this ethereal, Elvish quality to them: I’ll always associate her with Tolkein since I first met her at the Tolkein Fair. But my rediscovery of her this week was such a joyful moment.

The couch, by the way, is called Justine. She is made by Alia Baroque of Fallen Gods fame, under the company name of Libertine. She was expensive, but I think she will be worth it—she seats up to 12 avatars at once, and she has many, many animations and wonderfulnesses inside her that I have yet to explore.

I even invited my mom over for a group photo with Dyisi!

I even invited my mom over for a group photo with Dyisi!

I even invited my mom over for a group photo on Justine with Dyisi. Kind of funny, since Gwyneth and her mom haven’t been reunited since Gwyneth discovered that Lady Siansa was her mom. But a fun way to showcase the versatility of this couch. Sia promises a style card for me, and I will get that to you eventually.

Style Cards:

Gwyneth, throughout:
Jewellery: Willow Brandybuck (Available at the Fantasy Faire!)
Collar: The Forge
Hair: Analog Dog (natch!): Kleesich, (Available at the Fantasy Faire!)
Skin: Curio
Makeup: MOCK (natch!)
Dress, Slippers, Wings: Evie’s Closet: Caoimhe Dress, Brown (Available at the Fantasy Faire!)

Dyisi, Siansa: Coming soon

Spiffy photos taken with the indispensible aid of my LumiPro. Go look at the web page. Yes, I know they’re expensive. If you want to take amazing photos in SL, they’re worth every Linden.

Lord of Free Lands All Over

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The Gypsy Davey

The Gypsy Davey

The Faire stretches for miles. For miles and realms. So much to do, and people might say of my kind (and they’d be wrong!), to steal. I prefer to steal only hearts, but that is my way.

Today, I took in the sights of Odyssey. A day off from the bustle of the selling tent and the green fortuneteller we brought to this year’s Faire. She’ll be better next year, or we’ll find another.

As I say, I prefer to steal only hearts.

As I say, I prefer to steal only hearts.

As I say, I prefer to steal only hearts. It serves me very well: I love women, and women love me back, sometimes rather too much.

I have taken the day off, dressed for heart-stealing, and I’ve come to the most beautiful place.

Here, there are fountains and statues, mermaids and waves, for as far as the eye can see.

Here, there are fountains and statues, mermaids and waves, for as far as the eye can see.

Here, there are fountains and statues, mermaids and waves, for as far as the eye can see. I think this mermaid likes me.

In fact, I know she likes me.

In fact, I know she likes me.

In fact, I know she likes me. See how her face is transformed in ecstasy. This is why I love women.

From a high vantage point, I can see the people below, enjoying the Faire for only its shopping.

From a high vantage point, I can see the people below, enjoying the Faire for only its shopping.

From a high vantage point, I can see the people below, enjoying the Faire only for its shopping. How many of them, I wonder, take the time to climb into the stratosphere and experience it all from above.

Not that I have anything bad to say about the shoppers: No; I like shoppers very much, from the point of view of the perpetual merchant that I am.

But sometimes, sometimes, looking down at them all, I feel a sense of smugness. I’m here; you’re there; you can’t see me… and then.

Then, I look down, at possibly the wrong time, possibly the right time.

Then, I look down, at possibly the wrong time, possibly the right time.

And I see her, the Faerie Queen. I should have known she’d be here at the Faire. Something tugs at me. Tugs at my soul. But I am her lover, not her consort; her fantasy, not her King.

In brown wings, like an ethereal moth she flutters on the ground with her friend, the satyr.

And for a moment, I am sure they are looking up at me. Sure she will call to me, call my name, and my nature will be unravelled, once again, as it was for so many nights in Faerie.

But then—maybe they didn’t see me. They are gone, into a shop, doing what two women do, I suppose, when they are together. Though a part of me smiles and thinks their shopping styles and preferences must be very different. I imagine Her Majesty, the Queen of Love and sometimes the Queen of my heart, oohing and ahhing over gowns and jewels, with the satyr there behind her smirking and scowling and inserting the sorts of snarky comments I’d insert if she were any other woman.

And then, suddenly, I have to leave. I can’t be on this ledge any longer. Find me something, Goddess of Wandering. Find me something even more beautiful to look at.

And the Goddess laughs in my heart. More beautiful than the Seelie Queen? she asks. And I reply, Well, find me two things nearly as beautiful and we will put them together. 

Then I am dizzy, and I find myself in a higher place, farther away from the shoppers below, looking in a different direction.

And then, I remember.

And then, I remember.

He is no gypsy, her father said, but lord of free lands all over. And I whistle, and I sing. But for now, only the birds come to me. They are just like me, the crows. Lords of free lands all over. Wanderers, we are.

And if I am so free, the lord of free lands, then why does this verse come back to me when I see her?

lady, I am a figment
I am a blight, I am an ember
one mirror for all memory
that steals what is true
and a voice buried in my heart is crying
I am the risk and purchase of the world
carry me with you

A winter song sung in spring for a summer queen. I am lost.

Style Card:
Clothes: Decadent Courtesan: The Longest Night (red) (from a gacha; available at the Fantasy Faire!)
Skin: 7 Deadly s{K}ins: Damien, Smoked
Hair: No Match: No Date
Ears: Illusions, Seelie Ears (Available at Fantasy Faire!)
Necklace: Otherskin: Wish Necklace (Available at Fantasy Faire!)

Lyrics from Robin Williamson’s “Song of Mabon”.

Spiffy photos taken with the indispensible aid of my LumiPro. Go look at the web page. Yes, I know they’re expensive. If you want to take amazing photos in SL, they’re worth every Linden.