There’s a strange place far to the north, where a great field spreads for miles and miles. It is empty, except for a few kinds of grass and flowers, and the gold-rippled rocks that rise from the meadows at random, seemingly from nowhere. Very little lives on those plains, only small birds and rabbits and … Continue reading Gilded
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Under Moonlight
In the deepest hours of the night when most are asleep, the towns and cities become a bright display of light and mystery. Tiny fae live all over this world, in attics and gardens and basements and chimneys, and they enjoy the quiet moments to come out and dance in the moonlight. Most of the … Continue reading Under Moonlight
Chester
The mage that runs this bookshop barely says a word. He’s very shy. But his debonair familiar more than makes up for any quietness. Sure, Chester can only speak in meows, but he’s so confident and at ease that you don’t really need words, he just makes sense. That is the magic of some animals, … Continue reading Chester
Nine Lives
Old cats often have an endless supply of stories to recount. When one has nine lives in which to adventure and explore, it would be foolish to not take advantage of it. Misty has travelled all over and seen all sorts of things and escaped all sorts of perils, not that one would think it, … Continue reading Nine Lives
Flotsam’s Gatekeeper
Street may look like an ordinary street but it is heavily guarded. Not by armoured guards or a terrible beast, but by a grumpy cat familiar named Margo. She guards it not to be unreasonable, but because she and her mage found a nest of three rare, shining eggs, and every creature, curious child, nosy … Continue reading Flotsam’s Gatekeeper
Small And Mighty
People envy magic sometimes, thinking it to be important or grand or special, but even if it is those things, it does not diminish the efforts and achievements of others. Yes, as a mage and familiar, my girl and I can make amazing things from flowers and herbs and all sorts of plants, but we … Continue reading Small And Mighty
Clumsy
I am not clumsy! It’s not my fault that these glass bottles are hard for my soft, smooth, lovely paws to grasp. I’m trying to be helpful and gather what I need but what else can I do? Okay, yes, I did spill that potion yesterday, also. And I dropped that basket of wimbleweed. And … Continue reading Clumsy
Grow Into It
It is a rare thing to be a familiar. As a mother of five kittens, and as a familiar, it is strange to see them be so… cat-like. I am a cat, of course, but my kittens are not like me, their early days not at all as I remember my own. They play and … Continue reading Grow Into It
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