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LitFest Tours Part 4: Tales from Egregore

Over the next few days, we will be publishing stories and poems that were written in response to the different Fairelands and shared with us as a result. But we would still like to add your tales to our collection. So if you wrote a Tale of one of the Fairelands, and would like to add it to our collection, send it to fantasyfaireshortstory@gmail.com before May 31st and we will add it to the relevant pages on the website. And we’ll be selecting some of the Tales for broadcast on Fantasy Faire Radio too!

Egregore, photographed by Wildstar Beaumont
Egregore, photographed by Wildstar Beaumont

“The Giant of Egregore”
by Talia Sunsong

I am a god,
Declared the giant
We are playthings of the gods
The toys cried
The toys escaped
Hiding under the land
In anger
The giant smashed his piano
The keys scattered
As they ran
The toy’s feet
Play a revealing tune
The giant will find them
Yet there is still hope

The angel plays her lyre
Come dance with us
Call the unicorns
They churned the leaves
Over the scroll
The secret
Penned by the giant
He commanded the unicorns
Destroy it

The unicorns sing
We dance and churn the leaves
The secret lies beneath
Come find it toys
Read the magic spell
Escape the giant

So the toys raced
to look beneath
the unicorn’s hooves
to piece together
the spell
The words waved
beneath the Unicorns

The giant stomped closer
The toys read faster
The giant reached
The spell recited
A portal opened
The toys jumped

Made it through
The door closed
Giant blocked
Now the Toys
Live Free


Egregore, photographed by Wildstar Beaumont
Egregore, photographed by Wildstar Beaumont

Sarah’s Gone
( A Memory Poem Triggered by Egregore)
by Zander Green

You break open my house.

You split the walls, strange light pours in, I cannot see your face.

But I know it is you.

Summer, red wine and that song you loved, the cat whose name I can’t remember, vanilla and traffic by the park –

All come pouring in –

Strange light –

So I know it is you.

You see,

Alex said, “Sarah’s gone.” But that isn’t what happened first.

First was opening your door and knowing before seeing what you had done.
Then came the smell. And I knew it was you. I knew you would be lying there.
Your legs at odd angles. Did you make the cuts while standing up? Did you fall?

I am eighteen and I love you and you have spilled your life on the floor of this room.
I am eighteen and you are the sun and perfect as nothing has ever been.

And I am eighteen.

Time beyond measure passes (days?) and you lie in the earth and Alex says,

“Sarah’s gone.”

A moment passes.

And I am fifty.
Still scrubbing at the stain.

I am fifty and you crawl from the Earth –
Break open my house.
Strange light pours in
And I know it is you.

I am fifty and
I build worlds now
Where you might have been happy
And been my sun
And perfect
As everything is.

Egregore, photographed by Wildstar Beaumont
Egregore, photographed by Wildstar Beaumont


“To Write, Perchance to Play”
by FidgetsWidget
All photographs in this section by the author

The first thing Fidget did on arriving in Egregore was to land smack-dab with her nose on a white key.

And it made a noise.

Never give a Dinkie keyboard keys that make noise to run up and down on.

Or that is what you will hear for the next 10 minutes.

Then, of course, there was the apple.

Fidget had to play with that 20 times before she was done with it.

Eat, Get Poisoned, Die!

Well, then Fidget had to play the Harp, wouldn’t you?

And the Unicorn ride.

Some days when you adventure, it’s all about playing.

The writing for today is:

“Go Play!”

Raising the Sun Over Fallen Sands

As the sun bakes down on the orange grains of Fallen Sands the elephants celebrate in the golden rays. Sunday in the eternal city is bustling with activity. The sim is dotted with a number of great Fantasy stores that are situated in a world where alien plants spring from the sands and water is a cherished resource. A few unfortunate souls can be found in various situations where the climate was not so kind. Giant mechanical birds loom overhead to scoop up these less fortunate, no doubt. If you have not had a chance to explore all of the sims, today is a good day to see as much as possible for the faire will be ending before we know it.


LOCATION: Fallen Sands ~ Sponsored by Merchants of Dreams

For information on the outfit worn in the image please check the credits on my Flickr Page.


Join us for LitFest Tour No.10: The Rose

Water is ever flowing in this city
Water is ever flowing in this city

We will be visiting The Rose
Saturday, April 29th @ 5pm & 8pm SLT
Sunday, April 30th @ Noon SLT

The Rose (Alia Baroque)
In the Garden of senses silent footsteps echo through rich vaults of opulence and decadence, searching for the perfect spot where a stolen kiss can be unseen and languid murderous thoughts hidden behind a mask. This Rose blossoms in April through your gaze that tells her how beautiful she is.

Continue reading Join us for LitFest Tour No.10: The Rose

LitFest Tours Part 3: Tales from Dawn’s Promise

Dawn's Promise, photographed by Alisaundra Andel
Dawn’s Promise, photographed by Alisaundra Andel

Over the last week, Fairelanders have been joining tours of individual lands and telling stories about them. These we will be preserving on this website – and some will be made into special tales to be recorded for Fantasy Faire radio. We’re also going to share some of these stories here, and here are stories from Dawn’s Promise.
Continue reading LitFest Tours Part 3: Tales from Dawn’s Promise

Election Special! The state of the polls – Saturday am

In sensational news from the polls for the election of the King, Queen and Chancellor of Fantasy Faire, Severus Snape has overtaken Willie Wonka !

Yesterday Willie Wonka was strongly in the lead. But now, Severus Snape has surged ahead!

In the race for Queen, Margo Hanson has consolidated her lead over Princess Leia Organa.

In the race for Chancellor, Hedwig and the White Rabbit are closing the gap on Rhiow the cat (who has gained NO votes since yesterday). Has the cat lost his momentum? We’ll find out tomorrow when the results are announced during the Live Auction.

Who will win? Only YOU and your Lindens (I mean votes!) can decide.

Continue reading Election Special! The state of the polls – Saturday am

Roaming San Mora

According to the history logs, San Mora was once the center of prosperity with a thriving pharmaceutical center. The city was quarantined when a deadly contagion was released into the air; the event’s intention is rather unclear and there are many theories detailing that the catastrophic event could possibly have been perpetrated on purpose. The city was left without law or governance and the survivors of the contaminant ruled the land. The fires have long since burned out and it’s inhabitants scurry from shelter to make-shift shelter in the often deadly hunt for food.

Jaimy Hancroft, Eowyn Swords & Morbid Deceit are the brains behind San Mora which is sponsored by Death Row Designs.

LOCATION: San Mora Sponsored by Death Row Designs {Fantasy Faire}

Details on the outfit can be found on my Flickr.


Join us for LitFest Tour No.9: The Spirit Pool

The Goddess who watches over all who travel here
The Goddess who watches over all who travel here

We will be visiting The Spirit Pool
Friday, April 28th @ 5pm & 8pm SLT
Saturday, April 29th @ Noon SLT

The Spirit Pool (Kayle Matzerath)
Since the beginning of time, The Spirit Pool has served as a resting place for weary adventurers and lingering souls that are not quite yet ready to cut their ties to the physical realm. Mermaids and other seafolk use the pool for gatherings and a constant flow of visitors keep it a popular place for trading.

The many corridors lit by this Lady of the Lamp
The many corridors lit by this Lady of the Lamp

Please note: you do not need to use any of these ideas; feel free to write about anything in this region.

Do souls really linger here, or is it a myth to cull the gullible?

What creatures roam these endless halls?

What feeds the yellow vines?

What lives in the mysterious cavern?

A mysterious cavern underwater
A mysterious cavern underwater

Participants are invited to submit pieces written as part of LitFest Tours, or inspired by the Faire Lands, to be included in “Tales from the Fairelands” on the Fantasy Faire website and possibly to be read on Fantasy Faire Radio by yourself or one of our volunteers.

Work may be submitted at any time during the Faire, and we recommend that it be submitted by 11pm the day after each destination cycle has been completed in order to be considered for inclusion in “Tales of the Faire Lands” posts while the Faire is open. Individual writers retain creative ownership of works submitted.

Is the current shrine built on the remnants of an earlier city that housed the Spirit Pool?
Is the current shrine built on the remnants of an earlier city that housed the Spirit Pool?

Compositions of poetry or prose can be submitted in one of two ways:
1. Email to fantasyfaireshortstory@gmail.com
2. Drop a notecard into the LitFest Tours Submissions mailbox at Fantasy Faire LitFest home base on Kakushi Pasu