[There's a gentle ring from the communicator to draw your attention, the Queen's voice filtering over. She speaks quietly, her tone ponderous, as if she's thinking aloud.]

We can all be so eager to spend all our think thinking ahead, can't we? [She takes on a smile, a silken, sharp thing that shows its edge in her voice.] Here we all are, ( Read more... )

[A large bonfire will burn brightly up in the mountains, some way away from the Temple. Venture close and you will find a great many of the fae, bedecked in flower garlands, dancing around or leaping over the flames. The Faery Queen will be there, radiant in a dress of summer blooms, and reclining on a stone throne ( Read more... )

[ The first light of dawn touches Demeleier, illuminating the thick fog that has settled in overnight, so dense that residents can hardly see past the boundaries of the village. A quiet ringing comes over the feed, audible even if one's communicator is turned off. The morning bell echoes within and without the minds of the listeners, drawing them ( Read more... )

[The following song will echo all around Demeleier. It will not come from the communicators, though comments can be left on this post if players want to thread with the Queen. Gentle music will follow along with the vocals, of which there are several. The Queen's herself is clear and sweet over a]

We shall have flesh.
We should have that,
we ( Read more... )