Monthly Archives: April 2005

I could be accused of many character flaws, and some are contradictory in nature. I have been told I am power hungry and egotistical and in the next breath too humble and seek to be in the background. I have been told that my fuse is too long and my temper too short. I am told that my sexuality is so far uncontained and because of that I am difficult to control. One man has deigned to tell me that I should be properly affixed within the confines of a proper woman’s roles and given a swift and firm beating in order to curb my inclinations toward independent thought.

But perhaps the most unforgivable character flaw within me is that I am a Wytch. I think for myself and I do for myself, and what is even worse is that I am completely unrepentant for being any of these things.

Muse: Fanny Fae
Fandom: Original Character / Folklore / Mythology /Legend
Word Count: 151
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Ifaith, I don’t know that there is anyone alive or dead I would rather be than who I am. I think if I had to choose, however, I would choose to trade places with my friend sometimes confidant, king_of_goblins. He rules well, grants wishes, sends unwanted children away to his Labyrinth, therefore building up the Underground’s population, and has a grand time torturing young girls without getting involved in all the emotional muck that goes along with that activity. Well, even if he does get involved in all that emotinal muck, he does manage to hide it well.

I admire his abilities magically, He is arrogant, but it is the kind of arrogance that is based solidly in the reality of knowing precisely who he is. Oh, yes, I do know who I am, as well. I know what I want, and I am not afraid to go about getting it, but Jareth, he knows well enough that he never stops to think about it. Every nerve ending, every pore is also aware of it, and to me he personifies what it is to have a truly accomplished Will. This is a skill which far too many Wytches, far too many Mages, far too many beings in general strive toward and never achieve.

I would see what he sees through his eyes, although I must be very careful what I wish for. He has a penchant for granting those wishes, and leaving you to taste the bitter fruits of them all too quickly.

Muse: Fanny Fae
Fandom: Original Character / Folklore / Mythology /Legend
Word Count: 260
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My most treasured possession is my book, in my own hand of write. What is inside, what I have gained, what I know, I have written there. There are those who term this a “Book of Shadows”. For me it is more a book of illumination in the darkness of what can be considered one person’s life experiences. Aye, to those that ask, it contains certain formulae and spells written in Latin, Gaelic and Creole and English. I have the knowledge of herbes well within it’s leathern covers, and may flowers, leaves and feathers and trinkets gathered in my life within its pages. In it, it is obvious that there are things that most women – or even men have ne’er learned, nor been given opportunity to do so. Astronomy, mathematics, and the natural sciences. This will pass to my children – and I hope that they gain something from what I have learned – and add to it or make their very own.

There are other things in my life, which cannot be referred to as possessions. Those things are private and personal and not up for public scrutiny nor debate.

Muse: Fanny Fae
Fandom: Original Fiction / Folklore and Legend
Word Count:189

I can post this, though, I have no idea what sort of response I would be getting.

If I could do one thing for you, within reason, what would you have me do?

If you could do one totally irresponsible or even bad thing with absolutely no consequences, what would it be and why?

Such a situation simply does not exist. I have absolutely no idea how to do something, “irresponsible” or “bad” without having consequences attatched to it. You might as well be describing colour to a blind man for all the relevence this particular question has for me. I was raised being responsible – raised to be Wytch, Priestess and Mother. I could no more shirk responsibility than I could deny myself. Don’t think I am being noble. I am simply statng the truth.

As for the so-called “bad” things I have done; make no mistake, II have done my fair share. And always, without exception, there was some sort of cost attached for my having done them. One must always weigh cost against gain in any endeavor in life. E’en when I was living as a pirate with Captain Douglas Francis O’Reily, every act, especially of piracy, had a consequence attached.

But those stories are for another time and in more private quarters than these, and only with those whom I would choose.

Muse: Fanny Fae
Fandom: Original Fiction, Folklore & Legend
Word Count:187