Hiya, my loyal followers (all two of you!) Gwen Enchanted forreal here. I've been ill, so I've been taking some time off blogging, but we're heading in to that Month of Madness, so get ready for news of Trick Or Treat Lane, Awenia's Changing Landscape, Friðrós' magical journey, Lira's misadventures, and more new things to discover in the weeks ahead. …

From Lira: Now, you may be wondering how I found my way back home. I know I would be. Just wishing I could go home did not help at all. Instead, after a brief lecture from Morti (remember Morti? Morti the mare!) about when and where spaces in the narrative (I am not hyberbolising: that is exactly how she phrased it) appear so that, and I quote, "you can get some kind of control over those first adolescence emotions of yours." …

From Lira: Malaclypse is a made-up name. It was made up by this guy who wrote a book called Principia Discordia. It was the pen name he used. For some reason, he thought it would be fun to invent a religion, and then he made his way into some pop cultures in some Realms and became a character in a book called…

From Gwyneth: Let me be clear: My Prince Consort is a genius beyond compare. Not only is he the love of my life and the light of my eyes, he is a formidable warrior when armed with an abacus, and, more recently, a duly licensed copy of Microsoft Office. As with most things, it started out as an ordinary day, even a good day.

From Cherish Gelato: As you know, Dear Readers, I have been away for some time! But nothing stops your intrepid editor from learning the real truth and sharing it with you, my loyal and supportive supporters. I first learned of today's subject, Lira, through some backchannel gossip I picked up at the Great Faire, because of course you know the best gossip is always at the Fantasy Faire.

From Lira: You may not be aware of this, but Chimerical Librarians (and I would assume other Chimerical creatures) are not meant to dream. In fact, there is debate as to whether we need sleep at all. I like sleep, and so I do sleep, but there is in fact an entire Chimerical rabbit hole in which I would spend the entirety of this post rabbiting (see what I did there?) about whether or not I sleep or just think I sleep or in fact just lie down with my eyes closed and think about absolutely nothing for hours on end, which would in fact describe most of the humans I have met in my short lifespan.

From Fridros: It's Change. That's the only constant. My pabbi used to say that, and I'm pretty sure he got it from his pabbi. And since you can find it or some permutation of it, I can feel confident they did not invent it but got it from others, as well. I've been thinking a lot about this series of conversations with Myrkandraum.

By Blossom Peasley and Veronica Gumm Blossom: My mum is a seamstress. And she works for Veronica's mum. Veronica is so cool; she's the coolest girl I have ever met, and I would do anything to be her friend. But faeries don't go to the same schools as human kids do: it's against the law. We have special schools, which for me means I have lessons four times a week with my auntie Tulip Peasley, my three cousins (her sons), and the tinker's kid, who has the unfortunate name of Mathblad Cornerstone.

From Lira: Today is the Summer Solstice, so I headed over to the Midsummer Enchantment shopping faire. It's always beautiful, and I love summer. There were some gorgeous things to see, and, of course, buy! Right from the start, I felt more beautiful. I ran into the Hexumbra Faedragons almost as soon as I paid my ticket fee and made my way inside the faire.

From Friðrós: I caught Wulfrich singing the other day. I guess I hadn't thought that he'd have a great singing voice, but he kind of does. It was kind of a furry voice, I guess? Like the sort of voice a bear or a wolf would have if they could sing the way humans and elves sing. That probably doesn't make any sense.

From Lira: I've never lived in a house with a name before. But after TAC explained that in fact I was not qualified to be a secret dragon agent (I disagree), and after we determined I did not want to go back to Awenia just yet (because I said I'd rather not), she offered me a job and a place to live.