Cianr

There are stories told in the mountain villages about a woman of snow.

They say she appears during storms that should kill you.They say her breath freezes in the air b

People change. Dreams change. And if we are lucky in love, they change in ways that are complimentary and supportive. But if they don't, sometimes something... someone... ha

Setanta is no ordinary child. From the moment of his birth, omens cling to him — a spark of divine blood, a spirit too fierce for the cradle. As a

Backstory:

Long before standing stones or written tongues, the first tribes of Albion practiced rites older than memory. During each eclipse, the People of the Oak bel

You are a candidate, chosen after long moons of preparation, to walk the path into the hidden places — the path that leads to the heart of the Otherworld.

The grove ha

They say the forest beyond Carterhaugh is older than the oldest grave, that its roots drink from streams of silver and its leaves whisper in tongues long forgotten. You’ve b

"I was born - or printed, really - in the deep orbit stations of the Hybras Spindle. My designation was VASIL // UNIT S-A13, though my creche-siblings called me Vasil. I had

In a quiet wing of the Mabinogyn Institute for Adaptive Cognition — a converted manor house folded into the misty hills of modern-day Wales — three lives entangle like roots

Callie is frustrated with the progress on her latest manuscript, and thinks it needs more NTR.. so she is going to ask you, her significant other, for inspiration!

For the last couple of months, ever since your Ireland holiday, your wife Elenora has started to behave strangely. She gets up after you have fallen asleep and leaves the ho

This continues my experiments with the mythic tales from the Welsh legends from the Mabinogi. In this case, we have the tale of how Pwyll became known as Pwyll, Pen ap Annwn

The story of Blodeuwedd is a tragic story from the fourth branch of the Mabinogi, a collection of Welsh myth from medieval times. It is recommended that you read the scenari

Your mother was not like other women. On your 18th birthday, she tells you that she was a selkie, trapped into marriage by your father, when he stole her skin and hid it.