Greetings, Heralds of Fairelands! Spring has arrived, the scent of new growth and magic dances in the air, it is almost time to pack your bags of holding and move back home to the Fairelands!
While waiting for the portals to open, let’s do the annual roll call and Herald Registry also known as Blogger Applications! Whether you’ve been a Fairelander for years, or have just recently heard of this magical continent that graces our realm with its presence every spring, sharpen your quills and fill in your information here:
Can you hear it? The sound of sunrise, the colour of calling, the touch of melodies brushing over your skin. Faint rhythm of molten gold, beating like a heart somewhere in the distance, sparking purple with every hit.
The Fairelands are waking. Waking and calling us home.
This year the Fairelands will stay in our realm from April 18th to May 5th. Yes, you read it right, eighteen days instead of eleven! The busy event program will last only the traditional eleven days, but the usual unofficial extra days are now official: you can shop, quest and explore the Fairelands to your heart’s content without wondering when they might fade.
We’re building hope in the Fairelands – come join us.
The Fairelands of 2018 drifted into the Mists on Tuesday, leaving the Fairelanders feeling a mix of emotions: sadness for losing our second home for a year, happiness for all the shared joy and beauty, gratefulness for another amazing Faire and a longing for their return.
Haveit Neox filmed this farewell on the last day, going through all the Fairelands, mixing in some of the last parties, and then waiting for that final moment in The Story Well. Share the journey, the last memories, and rest assured that in the spring of 2019 the Fairelands will rise anew.
We raised almost 12 million lindens, Fairelanders. Over 48,000 US dollars. This was a record-breaking Faire, and you should all feel very proud and accomplished, and happy in the knowledge that you have been a part of something amazing and good. Take that knowledge with you for the rest of the year, hold that spirit high, and the world will be a better place, one small deed at a time.
Many of us have a second home. It appears before us for a few weeks every spring, and then fades, leaving behind just memories and a longing. In those few short weeks we rush home, we try to see everything, experience everything, we try to feel the connection to the lands.
The Fairelands welcome all, embrace all, provide shelter and care, inspiration and hope to all who enter. They whisper words, hum soft songs, and they differ for each listener. To some they sing courage, to some they offer comfort, to some there’s an aria of imagination, to some a source of joy.
As you first step into the Fairelands the enchantment falls on you like warm rays of sun in the spring. The defining, life-changing moment arrives when you volunteer to help the Fairelands. The first time you work to aid the dream, the first time you give of yourself to them: that is when everything changes. You feel that you are not a visitor anymore, you are a resident.
The week after the Faire is always an exhausting, yet fulfilling affair. You look back on the prior weeks and ask yourself one basic question, “Did I accomplish what I set out to do?” You’ve tried to plan a series of events the very best you could; tried to think of your Plan B and Plan C, and you try to make it so possible participants don’t: a) feel intimidated by your offering, and b) have a variety of selections to choose from. You’ve gone back and forth on a variety of decisions, have worked with your superiors to ensure everyone is on the same page, and you’ve waited patiently, anxiously for word to spread around; and for people to sign up and/or take available seats at your event. And of course, you pray to the Linden gods that everything will somehow miraculously hold together…