Princess Ferret In Taffeta

There’s no weary sigh quite like a child’s weary sigh. Wholehearted and unburdened by proportional perspective. “That’s not what a ferret princess would sound like, Mummy!”

I Sold My Voice And I Must Weep

Oh how I lament the foolishness of youth! Love led me astray and now I am but seafoam and bitter regret.

The Returning Muse

“Ah! My Lady Muse! At last you have returned to me!”

Chasing The Compass Song

“When the storm comes, my compass always points to the old lighthouse. The abandoned one out on the island."

Moonlight Moonshine

It was incredibly difficult to tell if a fey was messing with you. Davis scratched his head and surveyed the line of casks they’d arranged on the hilltop.