Into the Faelands

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Brenda Lyons

Epona clutched tighter to Iolani as the forest grew darker. Ironically, she should be the most at home in these lands...but memories of twirling, ribboned dancers and off-key calliope music still haunted her mind. She closed her eyes. No, she was safe now. The days of those sinister, multicolored tents were long gone, and all that lay for her in these lands were the magical beauty within. Tangled deep with seemingly unpassable brambles and foliage, the horse walked easily through the green, passing through as if it were all an illusion. The small, silver pendant hanging from Iolani's neck allowed her entrance to a land forbidden from most - a wrapped sword and bag of small trinkets created from her hands and forge were the reason for her presence here. A small wind, unfelt by the riders, floated past the tall oak. Tiny bells chimed and elegant banners of vibrantly colored cloth danced on the breeze. Even through the mist they could see the path ahead, illuminated by the hazy sun shielded by pale clouds and green canopy. Unseen eyes watched them as they continued farther into the Faelands. ~Done in Copic marker and Prismacolor pencils~

Published More than a year ago

Category Fantasy

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