Faerie Stories

“Where am I?” He looked out at tall trees and knee-high grass of emerald green. Birds trilled in the high branches. A summer sun blazed golden in a pale, blue sky. Another thought followed. One that left a cold drip of fear to trickle down his spine. “Who am I?” A long moment of deep silence passed as he explored the blank areas of his mind. Something very close to panic began to boil in his chest. What happened? What was...

Mirboon Forest   Tibbot was flying high through the Mirboon Forest. Weaving between great oaks, diving beneath the rocky outcroppings of the craggy, steep mountain side and gliding through the open spaces. It was a joy to have one's wings. He was one of many pure breed Faeries, but often boasted that he was one of the few with a close tie to the royal line. He wore no skins. What little clothing he wore was made of fine c...

"Shit!" Taylor swore. A panicked look spread across his face as he came to a stop in the middle of campus and patted down the pockets of his jacket and pants. "What is it?" Craig asked. "My phone," Taylor answered. "It's not here. "Did you leave it in your classroom?" "Yeah, probably," Taylor responded to his colleague. "Listen, man, why don't you go ahead to the faculty meeting? Let them know I'm running a few minutes be...

Lesson 1). A Ritual Cleansing: And rain from the Mountain King Shall wash down on you as a nourishing honey mead,Nectar of the Gods, While from the shadows his thunder rod will rise exposed. You'll offer your cave as shelter And bring forth sweet glistening honey dew for his enchantment And forevermore bind him in your spell. You'll milk his steely shaft and sanctify your blissful union As two souls drink deeply from each...