“Faeries, come, take me out of this dull world, For I would ride with you upon the wind, Run on the top of the disheveled tide, And dance upon the mountains like a flame!”
– William Butler Yeats, “The Land of Heart’s Desire,”
Friday night, the Fae of Fable will use the powers of Magic, Sorcery, and LED Garden Lights to transform our World from a mystical Universe to a slightly more Mystical Universe. As twilight descends, the faire grounds will be bathed in a soft glow from lanterns and fireflies, casting an ethereal light that beckons all to a night of enchantment. The air will be thick with the scent of wildflowers and the distant sound of whimsical melodies played on lutes and flutes and possibly the occasional giant gong. There might also be flutes.
Imagine the scene: the market stalls, usually bustling with daytime trade, now decked with gossamer wings, shimmering dust, and fairy lights. Except for the shopkeepers who don’t want to change, in which case, there’s not much we can do, unless we want them to chase us out of their stalls with forks. Performers, adorned in delicate costumes with wings that flutter in the breeze, will weave through the crowd, engaging in playful mischief or sharing ancient tales (and modern tea) of the Fae. We’ll host a gentle ball where the music invites everyone to dance under the stars, perhaps even catching a glimpse of a real fairy or two among the revelers, weaving amongst the Martians.
Fable is your host, but all the elements are welcomed!
“I am everywhere — on a moonbeam, in the trembling of a hidden spring, in the moving of leaves that murmur, in the white vapours that rise each morning from the hollow meadow, in the thickets of pink brier — everywhere!”
– Anatole France, Le crime de Sylvestre Bonnard, 1881
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