#fairies — Public Fediverse posts

Something cheerful to start the week: 'Fairies And Squirrels In A Forest' by Richard Doyle.
#fairy #fairies #faerie #squirrel #landscape #art

Dan MacLise, 'Pan And The Dancing Fairies'.
#Pan #fairy #fairies #faerie #art

#WryTart #sisAes #1n5po #AIartsIE #w1Fey #comicpanels #comic #pink #fairies #magic #magical #aiart #aiimages #DolaAI #sciencefiction #scifi #fairytaleforadults #wonder #beautiful #beautyintheunexpected #beautyinart #beautifulminded #beautifulminds

A little dream
Of a continuing Faith
For a better future

#WryTart #sisAes #1n5po #AIartsIE #w1Fey #comicpanels #comic #pink #fairies #magic #magical #aiart #aiimages #DolaAI #sciencefiction #scifi #fairytaleforadults #wonder #beautiful #beautyintheunexpected #beautyinart #beautifulminded #beautifulminds

A little dream
Of a continuing Faith
For a better future

#WryTart #sisAes #1n5po #AIartsIE #w1Fey #comicpanels #comic #pink #fairies #magic #magical #aiart #aiimages #DolaAI #sciencefiction #scifi #fairytaleforadults #wonder #beautiful #beautyintheunexpected #beautyinart #beautifulminded #beautifulminds

A little dream
Of a continuing Faith
For a better future

Astronaut Don Pettit described the light flashes crossing his eyes on the International Space Station as ‘luminous dancing fairies’ — the same cosmic rays Apollo crews reported, still arriving decades later above your head tonight
https://atlas.whatip.xyz/post.php?slug=astronaut-don-pettit-described-the-light-flashes-crossing-his-eyes-on-the-international-space-station-as-luminous-dancing-fairies-the-same-cosmic-rays-apollo-crews-reported-still-arriving-decades-later-above-your-head-tonight
<p>Astronaut Don Pettit called them &#039;luminous dancing fairies&#039
#astronaut #luminous #dancing #fairies

Astronaut Don Pettit described the light flashes crossing his eyes on the International Space Station as ‘luminous dancing fairies’ — the same cosmic rays Apollo crews reported, still arriving decades later above your head tonight
https://atlas.whatip.xyz/post.php?slug=astronaut-don-pettit-described-the-light-flashes-crossing-his-eyes-on-the-international-space-station-as-luminous-dancing-fairies-the-same-cosmic-rays-apollo-crews-reported-still-arriving-decades-later-above-your-head-tonight
<p>Astronaut Don Pettit called them &#039;luminous dancing fairies&#039
#astronaut #luminous #dancing #fairies

If what Shakespeare wrote is any indication, it can be seriously trying at times, but how fine must it be to spend this season in the realm of the fairies...

Painted by John Simmons: "Hermia and Lysander".

#art #traditionalart #summer #fairies #Shakespeare #painting #oilpainting #beautifulwoman #beautifulgirl

If what Shakespeare wrote is any indication, it can be seriously trying at times, but how fine must it be to spend this season in the realm of the fairies...

Painted by John Simmons: "Hermia and Lysander".

#art #traditionalart #summer #fairies #Shakespeare #painting #oilpainting #beautifulwoman #beautifulgirl

I'm slightly averse to Victorian cutesy-pie pix of #fairies but we all seem to be in a fairy tale mood this week, and since this one, by John George Naish, is entitled 'Midsummer Fairies' (1856), I've cast aside my grumpiness and present it in all its twee glory.
#Midsummer #faerie #Victorian #art

Welsh #fairies were especially active on Nos Wyl Ifan, seeking human babies to steal. An old Welsh poem, (translated) reads:
"Many a lovely child they've taken,
      When long and bitter was the pain
From their parents, loving, dear,
       To the Fairies' dread domain."
#WyrdWednesday #fairies

Welsh #fairies were especially active on Nos Wyl Ifan, seeking human babies to steal. An old Welsh poem, (translated) reads:
"Many a lovely child they've taken,
      When long and bitter was the pain
From their parents, loving, dear,
       To the Fairies' dread domain."
#WyrdWednesday #fairies

I was talking to a friend last week about a personal/work project I had about 10 years ago where every month or so, I had to change my mind (properly!) about something I believed in – Which in this case, meant I had to go and seek things out because it’s really hard to do every month unless it’s active.

It’s half of the reason I spent so long embedded in Flat-Earth and Scientology; the other half was that I was researching pathways to radicalisation and trying to trace a lot of them to the source and exit.

I was listening to a Sherlock Holmes podcast yesterday and realised that being able to change your mind completely about something is a core investigative skill (and this is how I increased my B2B sales… No! No… Away with you LinkedIn!).

Good investigative technique means having a theory of the case from the start, but then, importantly, it means deliberately challenging it and then changing it, when new evidence emerges. It can be a lot of paperwork and mental gymnastics. Sticking to the original theory of a case and looking for evidence to support it is what created the Birmingham Six and the Central Park Five. Completely irresponsible and incompetent police work and static minds are a liability to any good casework (see also: Donald Trump who is still trying to execute the CP5).

This isn’t really going anywhere except to note that although Sherlock was excellent at changing case-theories (and does so a lot in the books), his creator, Sir Arthur Conan-Doyle, of Cottingley Fairies and Harry Houdini feud fame, was so bad at it that he’d certainly have had a leadership role waiting in the West Midlands Police any time.

Ironically, the person in his most famous stories that he can be most said to resemble, is Lestrade of the Yard.

#Books #SherlockHomes #Detective #Investigation #TrustAndSafety #Fairies #Police #Crime #Houdini #Ramblings #ASIS #FlatEarth #Scientology #Radicalization #LinkedIn #B2B

I was talking to a friend last week about a personal/work project I had about 10 years ago where every month or so, I had to change my mind (properly!) about something I believed in – Which in this case, meant I had to go and seek things out because it’s really hard to do every month unless it’s active.

It’s half of the reason I spent so long embedded in Flat-Earth and Scientology; the other half was that I was researching pathways to radicalisation and trying to trace a lot of them to the source and exit.

I was listening to a Sherlock Holmes podcast yesterday and realised that being able to change your mind completely about something is a core investigative skill (and this is how I increased my B2B sales… No! No… Away with you LinkedIn!).

Good investigative technique means having a theory of the case from the start, but then, importantly, it means deliberately challenging it and then changing it, when new evidence emerges. It can be a lot of paperwork and mental gymnastics. Sticking to the original theory of a case and looking for evidence to support it is what created the Birmingham Six and the Central Park Five. Completely irresponsible and incompetent police work and static minds are a liability to any good casework (see also: Donald Trump who is still trying to execute the CP5).

This isn’t really going anywhere except to note that although Sherlock was excellent at changing case-theories (and does so a lot in the books), his creator, Sir Arthur Conan-Doyle, of Cottingley Fairies and Harry Houdini feud fame, was so bad at it that he’d certainly have had a leadership role waiting in the West Midlands Police any time.

Ironically, the person in his most famous stories that he can be most said to resemble, is Lestrade of the Yard.

#Books #SherlockHomes #Detective #Investigation #TrustAndSafety #Fairies #Police #Crime #Houdini #Ramblings #ASIS #FlatEarth #Scientology #Radicalization #LinkedIn #B2B

I was talking to a friend last week about a personal/work project I had about 10 years ago where every month or so, I had to change my mind (properly!) about something I believed in – Which in this case, meant I had to go and seek things out because it’s really hard to do every month unless it’s active.

It’s half of the reason I spent so long embedded in Flat-Earth and Scientology; the other half was that I was researching pathways to radicalisation and trying to trace a lot of them to the source and exit.

I was listening to a Sherlock Holmes podcast yesterday and realised that being able to change your mind completely about something is a core investigative skill (and this is how I increased my B2B sales… No! No… Away with you LinkedIn!).

Good investigative technique means having a theory of the case from the start, but then, importantly, it means deliberately challenging it and then changing it, when new evidence emerges. It can be a lot of paperwork and mental gymnastics. Sticking to the original theory of a case and looking for evidence to support it is what created the Birmingham Six and the Central Park Five. Completely irresponsible and incompetent police work and static minds are a liability to any good casework (see also: Donald Trump who is still trying to execute the CP5).

This isn’t really going anywhere except to note that although Sherlock was excellent at changing case-theories (and does so a lot in the books), his creator, Sir Arthur Conan-Doyle, of Cottingley Fairies and Harry Houdini feud fame, was so bad at it that he’d certainly have had a leadership role waiting in the West Midlands Police any time.

Ironically, the person in his most famous stories that he can be most said to resemble, is Lestrade of the Yard.

#Books #SherlockHomes #Detective #Investigation #TrustAndSafety #Fairies #Police #Crime #Houdini #Ramblings #ASIS #FlatEarth #Scientology #Radicalization #LinkedIn #B2B

I was talking to a friend last week about a personal/work project I had about 10 years ago where every month or so, I had to change my mind (properly!) about something I believed in – Which in this case, meant I had to go and seek things out because it’s really hard to do every month unless it’s active.

It’s half of the reason I spent so long embedded in Flat-Earth and Scientology; the other half was that I was researching pathways to radicalisation and trying to trace a lot of them to the source and exit.

I was listening to a Sherlock Holmes podcast yesterday and realised that being able to change your mind completely about something is a core investigative skill (and this is how I increased my B2B sales… No! No… Away with you LinkedIn!).

Good investigative technique means having a theory of the case from the start, but then, importantly, it means deliberately challenging it and then changing it, when new evidence emerges. It can be a lot of paperwork and mental gymnastics. Sticking to the original theory of a case and looking for evidence to support it is what created the Birmingham Six and the Central Park Five. Completely irresponsible and incompetent police work and static minds are a liability to any good casework (see also: Donald Trump who is still trying to execute the CP5).

This isn’t really going anywhere except to note that although Sherlock was excellent at changing case-theories (and does so a lot in the books), his creator, Sir Arthur Conan-Doyle, of Cottingley Fairies and Harry Houdini feud fame, was so bad at it that he’d certainly have had a leadership role waiting in the West Midlands Police any time.

Ironically, the person in his most famous stories that he can be most said to resemble, is Lestrade of the Yard.

#Books #SherlockHomes #Detective #Investigation #TrustAndSafety #Fairies #Police #Crime #Houdini #Ramblings #ASIS #FlatEarth #Scientology #Radicalization #LinkedIn #B2B

I was talking to a friend last week about a personal/work project I had about 10 years ago where every month or so, I had to change my mind (properly!) about something I believed in – Which in this case, meant I had to go and seek things out because it’s really hard to do every month unless it’s active.

It’s half of the reason I spent so long embedded in Flat-Earth and Scientology; the other half was that I was researching pathways to radicalisation and trying to trace a lot of them to the source and exit.

I was listening to a Sherlock Holmes podcast yesterday and realised that being able to change your mind completely about something is a core investigative skill (and this is how I increased my B2B sales… No! No… Away with you LinkedIn!).

Good investigative technique means having a theory of the case from the start, but then, importantly, it means deliberately challenging it and then changing it, when new evidence emerges. It can be a lot of paperwork and mental gymnastics. Sticking to the original theory of a case and looking for evidence to support it is what created the Birmingham Six and the Central Park Five. Completely irresponsible and incompetent police work and static minds are a liability to any good casework (see also: Donald Trump who is still trying to execute the CP5).

This isn’t really going anywhere except to note that although Sherlock was excellent at changing case-theories (and does so a lot in the books), his creator, Sir Arthur Conan-Doyle, of Cottingley Fairies and Harry Houdini feud fame, was so bad at it that he’d certainly have had a leadership role waiting in the West Midlands Police any time.

Ironically, the person in his most famous stories that he can be most said to resemble, is Lestrade of the Yard.

#Books #SherlockHomes #Detective #Investigation #TrustAndSafety #Fairies #Police #Crime #Houdini #Ramblings #ASIS #FlatEarth #Scientology #Radicalization #LinkedIn #B2B

The Fey are also known as

#TTRPG #Fantasy #Folklore #Elves #Fairies #Fey

The Fey are also known as

#TTRPG #Fantasy #Folklore #Elves #Fairies #Fey

Midsummer mood

#mood #cinemagifs #fillm #cinemastodon #Midsummer #fae #fairies

Midsummer mood

#mood #cinemagifs #fillm #cinemastodon #Midsummer #fae #fairies

Happy Solstice Day! Here is 'Midsummer' by William Blake.
#WilliamBlake #Blake #fairies #faerie #Solstice

Happy Solstice Day! Here is 'Midsummer' by William Blake.
#WilliamBlake #Blake #fairies #faerie #Solstice

Happy Solstice Day! Here is 'Midsummer' by William Blake.
#WilliamBlake #Blake #fairies #faerie #Solstice

Happy Solstice Day! Here is 'Midsummer' by William Blake.
#WilliamBlake #Blake #fairies #faerie #Solstice

Kesäyötä sopii virittäytyä unelmoimaan vaikkapa Klempererin 1960 johtaman Mendelssohn-esityksen myötä, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=upMKlLVblzY

Sävellyksestä kertoo lisää Wikipedia, https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Midsummer_Night%27s_Dream_(Mendelssohn), kuten Shakespearen näytelmästäkin, https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Midsummer_Night%27s_Dream, josta Paavo Cajanderin 1891 suomennos löytyy tuolta: https://www.gutenberg.org/files/44831/44831-h/44831-h.htm

#mendelssohn #juhannus #midsummer #music #classical #shakespeare #musiikki #klassinen #naytelma #play #keijut #fairies #taika #magic #mystery #janetBaker #brag #summerSolstice #mittsommer

Kesäyötä sopii virittäytyä unelmoimaan vaikkapa Klempererin 1960 johtaman Mendelssohn-esityksen myötä, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=upMKlLVblzY

Sävellyksestä kertoo lisää Wikipedia, https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Midsummer_Night%27s_Dream_(Mendelssohn), kuten Shakespearen näytelmästäkin, https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Midsummer_Night%27s_Dream, josta Paavo Cajanderin 1891 suomennos löytyy tuolta: https://www.gutenberg.org/files/44831/44831-h/44831-h.htm

#mendelssohn #juhannus #midsummer #music #classical #shakespeare #musiikki #klassinen #naytelma #play #keijut #fairies #taika #magic #mystery #janetBaker #brag #summerSolstice #mittsommer

Kesäyötä sopii virittäytyä unelmoimaan vaikkapa Klempererin 1960 johtaman Mendelssohn-esityksen myötä, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=upMKlLVblzY

Sävellyksestä kertoo lisää Wikipedia, https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Midsummer_Night%27s_Dream_(Mendelssohn), kuten Shakespearen näytelmästäkin, https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Midsummer_Night%27s_Dream, josta Paavo Cajanderin 1891 suomennos löytyy tuolta: https://www.gutenberg.org/files/44831/44831-h/44831-h.htm

#mendelssohn #juhannus #midsummer #music #classical #shakespeare #musiikki #klassinen #naytelma #play #keijut #fairies #taika #magic #mystery #janetBaker #brag #summerSolstice #mittsommer

Kesäyötä sopii virittäytyä unelmoimaan vaikkapa Klempererin 1960 johtaman Mendelssohn-esityksen myötä, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=upMKlLVblzY

Sävellyksestä kertoo lisää Wikipedia, https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Midsummer_Night%27s_Dream_(Mendelssohn), kuten Shakespearen näytelmästäkin, https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Midsummer_Night%27s_Dream, josta Paavo Cajanderin 1891 suomennos löytyy tuolta: https://www.gutenberg.org/files/44831/44831-h/44831-h.htm

#mendelssohn #juhannus #midsummer #music #classical #shakespeare #musiikki #klassinen #naytelma #play #keijut #fairies #taika #magic #mystery #janetBaker #brag #summerSolstice #mittsommer

Kesäyötä sopii virittäytyä unelmoimaan vaikkapa Klempererin 1960 johtaman Mendelssohn-esityksen myötä, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=upMKlLVblzY

Sävellyksestä kertoo lisää Wikipedia, https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Midsummer_Night%27s_Dream_(Mendelssohn), kuten Shakespearen näytelmästäkin, https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Midsummer_Night%27s_Dream, josta Paavo Cajanderin 1891 suomennos löytyy tuolta: https://www.gutenberg.org/files/44831/44831-h/44831-h.htm

#mendelssohn #juhannus #midsummer #music #classical #shakespeare #musiikki #klassinen #naytelma #play #keijut #fairies #taika #magic #mystery #janetBaker #brag #summerSolstice #mittsommer

Earlier this summer I read the 1926 fantasy novel "Lud-in-the-Mist" by Hope Mirrlees. In addition to being amused with reading the novel exactly 100 years since its publication, I was surprised at how modern its depiction of Faerie felt. I won't spoil it more than that, but you can get a copy at Project Gutenberg if you'd like to check it out:

https://gutenberg.org/ebooks/68061

#literature #fantasy #Faerie #fae #fey #fairy #fairies #ProjectGutenberg #1920s

Earlier this summer I read the 1926 fantasy novel "Lud-in-the-Mist" by Hope Mirrlees. In addition to being amused with reading the novel exactly 100 years since its publication, I was surprised at how modern its depiction of Faerie felt. I won't spoil it more than that, but you can get a copy at Project Gutenberg if you'd like to check it out:

https://gutenberg.org/ebooks/68061

#literature #fantasy #Faerie #fae #fey #fairy #fairies #ProjectGutenberg #1920s

Earlier this summer I read the 1926 fantasy novel "Lud-in-the-Mist" by Hope Mirrlees. In addition to being amused with reading the novel exactly 100 years since its publication, I was surprised at how modern its depiction of Faerie felt. I won't spoil it more than that, but you can get a copy at Project Gutenberg if you'd like to check it out:

https://gutenberg.org/ebooks/68061

#literature #fantasy #Faerie #fae #fey #fairy #fairies #ProjectGutenberg #1920s

Earlier this summer I read the 1926 fantasy novel "Lud-in-the-Mist" by Hope Mirrlees. In addition to being amused with reading the novel exactly 100 years since its publication, I was surprised at how modern its depiction of Faerie felt. I won't spoil it more than that, but you can get a copy at Project Gutenberg if you'd like to check it out:

https://gutenberg.org/ebooks/68061

#literature #fantasy #Faerie #fae #fey #fairy #fairies #ProjectGutenberg #1920s

Earlier this summer I read the 1926 fantasy novel "Lud-in-the-Mist" by Hope Mirrlees. In addition to being amused with reading the novel exactly 100 years since its publication, I was surprised at how modern its depiction of Faerie felt. I won't spoil it more than that, but you can get a copy at Project Gutenberg if you'd like to check it out:

https://gutenberg.org/ebooks/68061

#literature #fantasy #Faerie #fae #fey #fairy #fairies #ProjectGutenberg #1920s

Winding of the Fae #1

Wind and wind and wind

Until the world has been wound

It is a job for a Faerie to wind the branches of the fir tree

It is the job of the dragons to wind the sun

Wind and wind and wind

Until all branches are tied

Wind their legs

Wind their arms

Wind their wings

Wind a fairy until they are tied

Wind and wind and wind

Until all limbs are wound

Sing the song, Sublime Reaction, until all limbs are wound

Sacrifice to the fir tree and unwind it’s branches

In the harrowing of daytime,

Where sunlight strikes through trees like a double-edged knife,

Wind

You start to wind

You guide the branches of the tree as you turn your hands like a swivel

Wind and wind and wind

Until all trees are “wund”

Wund, not wound

Wind and wind and wind,

‘tis a job for a faerie

And a faerie, nothing more

She is alien like all the rest

He is alien like all the rest.

The fairy pictured calls herself the Whole Numbers Fairy. A mathematician and proficient in fairy math, she stayed in Lindendale after its construction, and later moved to Elf city, Salvedmirar (also known as Savladamir).

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Winding of the Fae #1

Wind and wind and wind

Until the world has been wound

It is a job for a Faerie to wind the branches of the fir tree

It is the job of the dragons to wind the sun

Wind and wind and wind

Until all branches are tied

Wind their legs

Wind their arms

Wind their wings

Wind a fairy until they are tied

Wind and wind and wind

Until all limbs are wound

Sing the song, Sublime Reaction, until all limbs are wound

Sacrifice to the fir tree and unwind it’s branches

In the harrowing of daytime,

Where sunlight strikes through trees like a double-edged knife,

Wind

You start to wind

You guide the branches of the tree as you turn your hands like a swivel

Wind and wind and wind

Until all trees are “wund”

Wund, not wound

Wind and wind and wind,

‘tis a job for a faerie

And a faerie, nothing more

She is alien like all the rest

He is alien like all the rest.

The fairy pictured calls herself the Whole Numbers Fairy. A mathematician and proficient in fairy math, she stayed in Lindendale after its construction, and later moved to Elf city, Salvedmirar (also known as Savladamir).

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We just published a number of really adorable retro flower fairies by artist Cicely Mary Barker more to our thrift shop. They are really sweet pieces of art!

They are from the “Flower Fairies”-series (postcard book) by Penguin Books

https://postkartenfundbuero.com/shop-2/?artist=cicely-mary-barker&department=thrift-shop

#postcard #flower #fairies

We just published a number of really adorable retro flower fairies by artist Cicely Mary Barker more to our thrift shop. They are really sweet pieces of art!

They are from the “Flower Fairies”-series (postcard book) by Penguin Books

https://postkartenfundbuero.com/shop-2/?artist=cicely-mary-barker&department=thrift-shop

#postcard #flower #fairies

One of my very favourite #folklore books. Published in 1780 by a #Monmouthshire minister and stuffed with a plethora of weird phantoms and #fairylore. Jones retells how his father saw the #fairies and repeats many first-hand encounters with the likes of Death Omens and Black Dogs. #FolkloreThursday

Someday something like this will be all that's left of us: a whisper in the wind, echoing into minds yet to come memories of the word that was....

From Karl Wilhelm Diefenbach, "The Fairy Dance".

#art #traditionalart #painting #oilpainting #beautifulgirl #ghosts #fairies #night

Someday something like this will be all that's left of us: a whisper in the wind, echoing into minds yet to come memories of the word that was....

From Karl Wilhelm Diefenbach, "The Fairy Dance".

#art #traditionalart #painting #oilpainting #beautifulgirl #ghosts #fairies #night

The Fairy Flower War

#Fanfic WanderingWitch
#Wss366 New

The young woman continued on her way, a sour look on her pretty face. She brushed resentfully at the honeysuckle that got into her long, ashen hair, the grasses that clung to her black robes, and branches that threatened to knock her pointy hat off her head. Not even the sight of the star-shaped brooch, marking her as a witch, lifted her mood.

“Stupid nobles.”

“Arrogant, self-serving pea-brains!”

“She’s too pretty to wake up!”

She grumbled as she walked along.

She was so preoccupied with her recent meeting with "Prince Charming" that she no longer appreciated the flowers growing alongside the path. The brilliant red of the Indian paintbrush reminded her of courtiers’ rouged lips, the monkshood of their poisonous speech, and the heavy scent of lilacs of their cloying perfume. She longed for the common scents of coffee and bread, #newly from the oven.

It was in this state that she came upon an open rill. Shallow banks covered with marshmallow, bog iris, and other damp-loving plants ran down to the water. She might have passed the stunning vista unseeing if it hadn’t been for the shrill sound of horns.

The sound brought her up, and she gazed over the scene before her. On the far bank, perched on rocks thick with moss, stood a squad of fairies, crimson columbine trumpets held to their mouths. It is from these that the sounds she’d heard issued: a distinct melody like a dozen warblers.

To their right and left stood diminutive clerics, shaking tinkling bluebells. Behind them ranged ranks of warriors mounted on squirrels, with their flanks held by fast-moving shrews. Above them, lances gleamed like a hedge of knitting needles.

A cry rang out: “For Queen Mauve! Down with the Usurper!”

The troops echoed the cry. “For Queen Mauve! Long live the Queen!”

“Let his insults be answered!” came the next cry.

“Death to the impostor! Long live the true queen,” the troops answered back.

The grass rustled, and the force moved off, leaving the woman open-mouthed.

“Stupid aristocrats and their wars,” she announced to the now empty field. Then, with a shrug, she moved on.

Who was this unhappy lady?

It was me—Elaina, the Ashen Witch, of course.

#TootFic #MicroFiction #FairyTale #Fairies #Mythpunk #NMFic

The Fairy Flower War

#Fanfic WanderingWitch
#Wss366 New

The young woman continued on her way, a sour look on her pretty face. She brushed resentfully at the honeysuckle that got into her long, ashen hair, the grasses that clung to her black robes, and branches that threatened to knock her pointy hat off her head. Not even the sight of the star-shaped brooch, marking her as a witch, lifted her mood.

“Stupid nobles.”

“Arrogant, self-serving pea-brains!”

“She’s too pretty to wake up!”

She grumbled as she walked along.

She was so preoccupied with her recent meeting with "Prince Charming" that she no longer appreciated the flowers growing alongside the path. The brilliant red of the Indian paintbrush reminded her of courtiers’ rouged lips, the monkshood of their poisonous speech, and the heavy scent of lilacs of their cloying perfume. She longed for the common scents of coffee and bread, #newly from the oven.

It was in this state that she came upon an open rill. Shallow banks covered with marshmallow, bog iris, and other damp-loving plants ran down to the water. She might have passed the stunning vista unseeing if it hadn’t been for the shrill sound of horns.

The sound brought her up, and she gazed over the scene before her. On the far bank, perched on rocks thick with moss, stood a squad of fairies, crimson columbine trumpets held to their mouths. It is from these that the sounds she’d heard issued: a distinct melody like a dozen warblers.

To their right and left stood diminutive clerics, shaking tinkling bluebells. Behind them ranged ranks of warriors mounted on squirrels, with their flanks held by fast-moving shrews. Above them, lances gleamed like a hedge of knitting needles.

A cry rang out: “For Queen Mauve! Down with the Usurper!”

The troops echoed the cry. “For Queen Mauve! Long live the Queen!”

“Let his insults be answered!” came the next cry.

“Death to the impostor! Long live the true queen,” the troops answered back.

The grass rustled, and the force moved off, leaving the woman open-mouthed.

“Stupid aristocrats and their wars,” she announced to the now empty field. Then, with a shrug, she moved on.

Who was this unhappy lady?

It was me—Elaina, the Ashen Witch, of course.

#TootFic #MicroFiction #FairyTale #Fairies #Mythpunk #NMFic

The Fairy Flower War

#Fanfic WanderingWitch
#Wss366 New

The young woman continued on her way, a sour look on her pretty face. She brushed resentfully at the honeysuckle that got into her long, ashen hair, the grasses that clung to her black robes, and branches that threatened to knock her pointy hat off her head. Not even the sight of the star-shaped brooch, marking her as a witch, lifted her mood.

“Stupid nobles.”

“Arrogant, self-serving pea-brains!”

“She’s too pretty to wake up!”

She grumbled as she walked along.

She was so preoccupied with her recent meeting with "Prince Charming" that she no longer appreciated the flowers growing alongside the path. The brilliant red of the Indian paintbrush reminded her of courtiers’ rouged lips, the monkshood of their poisonous speech, and the heavy scent of lilacs of their cloying perfume. She longed for the common scents of coffee and bread, #newly from the oven.

It was in this state that she came upon an open rill. Shallow banks covered with marshmallow, bog iris, and other damp-loving plants ran down to the water. She might have passed the stunning vista unseeing if it hadn’t been for the shrill sound of horns.

The sound brought her up, and she gazed over the scene before her. On the far bank, perched on rocks thick with moss, stood a squad of fairies, crimson columbine trumpets held to their mouths. It is from these that the sounds she’d heard issued: a distinct melody like a dozen warblers.

To their right and left stood diminutive clerics, shaking tinkling bluebells. Behind them ranged ranks of warriors mounted on squirrels, with their flanks held by fast-moving shrews. Above them, lances gleamed like a hedge of knitting needles.

A cry rang out: “For Queen Mauve! Down with the Usurper!”

The troops echoed the cry. “For Queen Mauve! Long live the Queen!”

“Let his insults be answered!” came the next cry.

“Death to the impostor! Long live the true queen,” the troops answered back.

The grass rustled, and the force moved off, leaving the woman open-mouthed.

“Stupid aristocrats and their wars,” she announced to the now empty field. Then, with a shrug, she moved on.

Who was this unhappy lady?

It was me—Elaina, the Ashen Witch, of course.

#TootFic #MicroFiction #FairyTale #Fairies #Mythpunk #NMFic

The Fairy Flower War

#Fanfic WanderingWitch
#Wss366 New

The young woman continued on her way, a sour look on her pretty face. She brushed resentfully at the honeysuckle that got into her long, ashen hair, the grasses that clung to her black robes, and branches that threatened to knock her pointy hat off her head. Not even the sight of the star-shaped brooch, marking her as a witch, lifted her mood.

“Stupid nobles.”

“Arrogant, self-serving pea-brains!”

“She’s too pretty to wake up!”

She grumbled as she walked along.

She was so preoccupied with her recent meeting with "Prince Charming" that she no longer appreciated the flowers growing alongside the path. The brilliant red of the Indian paintbrush reminded her of courtiers’ rouged lips, the monkshood of their poisonous speech, and the heavy scent of lilacs of their cloying perfume. She longed for the common scents of coffee and bread, #newly from the oven.

It was in this state that she came upon an open rill. Shallow banks covered with marshmallow, bog iris, and other damp-loving plants ran down to the water. She might have passed the stunning vista unseeing if it hadn’t been for the shrill sound of horns.

The sound brought her up, and she gazed over the scene before her. On the far bank, perched on rocks thick with moss, stood a squad of fairies, crimson columbine trumpets held to their mouths. It is from these that the sounds she’d heard issued: a distinct melody like a dozen warblers.

To their right and left stood diminutive clerics, shaking tinkling bluebells. Behind them ranged ranks of warriors mounted on squirrels, with their flanks held by fast-moving shrews. Above them, lances gleamed like a hedge of knitting needles.

A cry rang out: “For Queen Mauve! Down with the Usurper!”

The troops echoed the cry. “For Queen Mauve! Long live the Queen!”

“Let his insults be answered!” came the next cry.

“Death to the impostor! Long live the true queen,” the troops answered back.

The grass rustled, and the force moved off, leaving the woman open-mouthed.

“Stupid aristocrats and their wars,” she announced to the now empty field. Then, with a shrug, she moved on.

Who was this unhappy lady?

It was me—Elaina, the Ashen Witch, of course.

#TootFic #MicroFiction #FairyTale #Fairies #Mythpunk #NMFic

The Fairy Flower War

#Fanfic WanderingWitch
#Wss366 New

The young woman continued on her way, a sour look on her pretty face. She brushed resentfully at the honeysuckle that got into her long, ashen hair, the grasses that clung to her black robes, and branches that threatened to knock her pointy hat off her head. Not even the sight of the star-shaped brooch, marking her as a witch, lifted her mood.

“Stupid nobles.”

“Arrogant, self-serving pea-brains!”

“She’s too pretty to wake up!”

She grumbled as she walked along.

She was so preoccupied with her recent meeting with "Prince Charming" that she no longer appreciated the flowers growing alongside the path. The brilliant red of the Indian paintbrush reminded her of courtiers’ rouged lips, the monkshood of their poisonous speech, and the heavy scent of lilacs of their cloying perfume. She longed for the common scents of coffee and bread, #newly from the oven.

It was in this state that she came upon an open rill. Shallow banks covered with marshmallow, bog iris, and other damp-loving plants ran down to the water. She might have passed the stunning vista unseeing if it hadn’t been for the shrill sound of horns.

The sound brought her up, and she gazed over the scene before her. On the far bank, perched on rocks thick with moss, stood a squad of fairies, crimson columbine trumpets held to their mouths. It is from these that the sounds she’d heard issued: a distinct melody like a dozen warblers.

To their right and left stood diminutive clerics, shaking tinkling bluebells. Behind them ranged ranks of warriors mounted on squirrels, with their flanks held by fast-moving shrews. Above them, lances gleamed like a hedge of knitting needles.

A cry rang out: “For Queen Mauve! Down with the Usurper!”

The troops echoed the cry. “For Queen Mauve! Long live the Queen!”

“Let his insults be answered!” came the next cry.

“Death to the impostor! Long live the true queen,” the troops answered back.

The grass rustled, and the force moved off, leaving the woman open-mouthed.

“Stupid aristocrats and their wars,” she announced to the now empty field. Then, with a shrug, she moved on.

Who was this unhappy lady?

It was me—Elaina, the Ashen Witch, of course.

#TootFic #MicroFiction #FairyTale #Fairies #Mythpunk #NMFic

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