Celandine half-flew, half-skipped over the snow as she set out to patrol in her usual silent way. She scarce left any indentation in the snow, and as her scent was simply that of the woodland, she was almost imperceptible. The only signs that she was there were the occasional flurries of snow falling from branches … More Winter Sunshine
I have lost count of the number of years that I have both RPd, and written from the perspective of being fae. I think those of us who create characters, either for prose, or RP, go through our days almost as magpies, picking up ideas from here and there. Although you would have to RP … More Being Fae
Before she headed to Norbrook, Celandine decided she had more than enough time to head into the woods and check how things were that morning. She allowed her glamour to melt, stepping out into the winter air, but then it occurred to her that her natural greenness was far too obvious now that the woods … More Prepared!
So often I simply need to sit quietly and write. It’s often a case of too many thoughts building up in my head, and I have to put them down on paper, or type them on a screen to avoid my head seeming to burst. I find it easiest to let the flow of words … More Space To Write