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Yet another rendition of this scene, which I never tire of.

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The Touch of Rhiannon

Illustration from Sunrise. Eilonwy, in a dream sequence, encounters the patron goddess of her people.

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First in this series is almost ready for printing. Finalized the cover yesterday.

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Eilonwy gets her own mentor-chat with Medwyn in my alternate-POV version of The Book of Three.

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OTP gets a reblog in honor of the day.

I like to think that when the High King gets too preoccupied with boring Royal paperwork, his wife is good at insisting that he attend to more important things.

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Reworking an old theme, in prep for printing a new book.

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I love this. Please do re-read them.

Suddenly!! Suddenly!! I remember the first book series I ever finished as a child and now I have to reread it as an adult!!

It was the Prydain Chronicles by Lloyd Alexander. I found it on accident when I was in 4th grade and looking for a book for my book report and I just picked it up because we were going to leave the school library soon.

At first, I thought I'd never finish The Book of Three. Then I got to Eilonwy's introduction, and I was hooked. I wrote my book report and then read the remaining four books over the course of that year.

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They’re up! Etsy listing here.

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"oh wow i thought this fandom was dead" you ignorant slut no fandom is ever truly dead. there will always always always be at least three mentally unwell freaks on the internet irrelevant-posting about their little blorbo(s) who have not been relevant for fifty years. this is the way of the world and they are stronger than you will ever be you FOOL

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Custom bookmarks, front and back, commissioned by the spouse of a big fan for her Christmas set of the anniversary editions. Bonus lenticular bookmark for The Black Cauldron.

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I just have to take a second to appreciate the absurdity that Arawn's last desperate attempt at victory is to disguise himself as a creature that 90% of humans will slaughter on sight.

He could have transfigured into a mosquito and given everyone equine encephalitis or a plague-carrying flea and done the job very efficiently but no he just had to be theatrical about it. This is why arch-villains need sidekicks smarter or humbler than they are.

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Chronicles of Prydain - Lloyd Alexander Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Eilonwy/Taran of Caer Dallben, Achren/Gwydion Characters: Taran of Caer Dallben, Eilonwy (Prydain), Prince Rhun (Prydain), Fflewddur Fflam, Gwydion (Prydain), Achren (Prydain), Llyan (Prydain), Gurgi (Prydain) Additional Tags: OTP Feels, Fflewddur being chivalrous, And almost throwing hands at Gwydion, Achren being Achren Summary:

Even the noblest heroes can err, but it takes courage to call them out on it.

And also maybe a little hotheaded impulsivity. And a giant mountain cat at your back.

Post Castle of Llyr: Fflewddur broods over the well-being of his surrogate daughter.

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So I just finished Single Wild Ember, and your author commentary indicates you already did an Eilonwy POV version of The book of Three. Where can I find that?

Right here! https://archiveofourown.org/works/26379922/chapters/64255711

Nearly everything I’ve written is in that profile on ao3. 🙂

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A few questions: Are you planning on doing the High King from Eilonwy's perspective (The High Queen?) Are you planning on doing a book about Eilonwy's education in Diplomacy and Statecraft(tm) on Mona that occurred off screen while Taran was off Wandering(tm)?

(apologies if this is presumptuous, I just really love your work)

oh, please, I’m just dying to be asked!! The High King: absolutely. My goal is to write Eilonwy’s perspective to mirror Taran’s all the way to series end, and that book in particular has SO much I want to tackle and plenty of space to do it.

For the Mona years, I am currently stuck, trying to figure out whether to write them as an entire extra book or try to work in what she experienced there into The High King, as memories and flashbacks.

The purist in me says I really should write the entire book, for the sake of completion. The practical side is frustrated because I have almost no information to work with, beyond certain key events—all we know is that at some point Glew shows up, and at some point Rhuddlum dies. Other than that, by her own testimony, Eilonwy is bored out of her mind and nothing interesting happens. Of course, she must be being at least a bit hyperbolic, but it still doesn’t give me much direction for the sort of plot that will carry an entire novel. I’m quite bad at plotting—how I actually came up with one for my prequel is still a miraculous phenomenon I don’t expect to be repeated.

I’d give my eye teeth to know what Lloyd had initially intended for Eilonwy’s Education! I will always be bitter that he didn’t write that one. But it would feel like an honor to fulfill that myself, if I can just figure out what happens!

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Scarlet

The great door crashes into its frame, slammed by the hand of the silence that swells into the room. Only as the last echo ebbs away does she remember she is wounded, reeled back to reality by the flat, pittering sound of her own blood dripping upon the floor.

She raises her hands and stares at them, shining crimson streaming from multiple slashes across their surfaces, a pattern to drive any fortune-teller to madness. The idle thought breaks through her numb rage for an instant: imagine the reaction of one of those itinerant peddlers of cheap magic, asked to read the map of horror etched on her palm.

A long lifeline. She almost laughs, but it’s a bitter thing that fills her mouth with iron and salt, or perhaps she’s just bitten her tongue too hard again.

Her gaze wanders over the metal shards littering the floor, reflecting bits of the room like a shattered mirror. She sees her own face, a fleck of skeletal white against a field of scarlet drapery, and turns away from it, leaving the empty room to its silence.

She wraps her hands in her own skirts to keep from leaving a trail down the hall. The sliced flesh throbs and stings, welcome reminders that she still can feel something. It is a long time before she speaks a word…a charm with which she once could have healed such superficial wounds from the inside-out. Now, depleted, it merely closes what was open.

But better that, than bleed where anyone can see.

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Heyyy! I love your Prydain comics! Did you draw them? I wpuld like to make comics similar to yours.

I did draw them. ☺️ It has taken me over ten years so far, but I’m just a couple chapters from the end of the first book.

If you want to make your own comics, try it out! You will learn a lot in the process. It’s a great creative exercise.