The Fae Grove

They dance with wine and cheese on a blanket at their feet. Mushrooms grow in circles and bees move around wild flowers. Butterflies and moths flatter to their own rhythm. Dragonflies zip by as the sun shine through parts of the woods. They dance and dance, the leaves underfoot crunching and the grass being pressed flat. They spin and sing until they fall back with load laugher. They all sit and partake once more of their feast, berries and vegetables lay about. Dips made in haste still have chips in there. One is tan with black hair, her eyes dark but full of warm. In the sunlight orange wings are at her back and her autumn colored wear seems to blend in with the orange poppies. Next is a dark skinned lad with blue curly hair. His eyes are a warm green and freckles dotted his face. As the wind shifhs his antlers catch a few loose dandelion seed. His hand is clasping that of another man. A tall pale man with a warm smile, brown eyes and green dyed hair. His skin has patches of lighter color and his wing shine in an array of colors as the light moves though them, casting colorful shadows on the ground. Last but not least is a person with sunkissed skin and dark eyes. Their blonde hair is cut short and their eyes were a welcoming hazel. They have fangs and bat like wings. They all laugh as they sitt and talk, rabbits and wild frogs around them. Even as the fireflies come out they sit cheerfully within the fairy circles, finding warm and happiness in their companionship.

(Art Credits/ artist VampiricDarkBat given to us to use.)

She loved her walks through the orchard. She had her ritual for each walk. She would sniff the many flowers and watch the birds and other little creatures. She knew just where she wanted to go. She saw things that only she could see and she loved to greet each one. On her way back come she would stop in certain places and roll in the grass until she was sure it smelled like her. Then she would look back once more and go inside. Searching for someone or something.

She knew the Fae and the Fae knew her. As a pup she would catch them. We watched her grab seemingly nothing out of the air and hold it in her mother before carrying it around the house. We set up little fairy house and it continued. When she got sick they left the house. Her inside where not working well and her head may have had a tumor. She was gentle but strangers would overwhelm her and she would hurt us by accident. The personality that hurt us wasn't her. The fae knew it. They couldn't help her though. She still walked and rolled and looked for them but they would not enter the house. She talked with them outside in her own little way and she spent time with them.

Her health took a turn though. She hurt someone too badly in her own pain and she was given rest away from the pain. We mourned and cried but the Fae didn't. I was was upset and didn't understand. Then I heard her paws clicking as she walked the floor. Surely I was dreaming. That couldn't be her. My heart ached and it felt even more shattered. Then the next morning she scratched on the door. Other's in the house heard it as well. We all woke up to it. She was waking us at the time she always went for her walks. It is bittersweet. I wish to give her hugs but I know she is with them, dancing and enjoying the flowers. She is eating strawberries and chasing butterflies. My little Freyja still comes to say hello though.

We miss you, Freyja March 2017 - June 20th 2021

Sorry for the long time since I have posted. I have been dealing with a few things.

A fae based/ energy good luck spell in a jar!

I tried to make an easy to do one for everyone.

Okay to start, what kind of energy or spell are you wanting? Say good luck, love or just a day to day energy boost. Sit down and have a talk with the fae first or after, up to you but do talk with them. Tell them what you want this jar’s magick to be and ask them if it is okay to do so. If the answer is no you will as least still have a cool shaker jar, if it works you should be able to tell very quickly.

Too make the jar you will need:

An empty jar: I used a small mustard jar for this.

Glitter: Pick colours that suit what you want the feel of the jar to be

A scented extract:I used Blackberry which was also coloured a dark red

Food colouring(optional): if you want extra colour

Baby oil: I suggest this over the um well leave in conditioner I used....I tried, I really did.

Water: duh

Orange or lemon peel: I used dried lemon

An herb that happens to mean a lot to you: For me that is nutmeg

Note: You can use purely just water or purely just baby oil as well.

Start by adding a small amount of water and then the extract. You want to add a few drops of the extract only and then fill the water to a half way point in the jar.

A Victorian doctor lived on the coast. He was in his late forties now a grey haired man who had lived his life to the fullest expect for his missing lover. They had gone missing one day after returning to sea to join the other selkies as they did every so often. This time they did not come back no matter how long he wait by the shore. For a year he would return to the shore each day but he was a young man, a lad in his twenties when that happened and he had never moved onto another lover, not like the one he had been with. 

Now, here he was, in his forties at his desk writing down notes on his last patient to be filed away. He dipped the quill in the ink and dragged it along the paper much like he had down with many letters which he had sealing in glass bottles and tossed into the dark waters outside his house. His head turns and looks towards the door as a knock comes, his eyes wide. He was closed for the night except for emergencies and those were rare in the town he lived. He gets up and opens the door to find a selkie wrapped in a seal skin standing there. They were shivering in the rain, a glass bottle with letters inside in their hand,