Illustration by Guinevere von Sneeden

The Quest

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Illustration by Guinevere von Sneeden You watch from the forest path as she emerges from the heavy oak door of her cottage and ventures straight into the woods, ignoring pathways and deer trails. You follow, careful not to make any...

Creatures of the Snow

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Art by Sigrid Rødli The snow and ice bring with it a pantheon of winter spirits that range from the benevolent to the purely evil with every shade of slushy gray in between—from impish Frost Faeries that paint the autumn...
Photography by Katerina Plotnikova There are souls whose hearts beat out an unkept rhythm that can’t help but keep them on the margins of our ordinary world. She was one of those wild souls—the young lady in the park who...
Do you remember this stunning piece, "A Dream of Muddy Water," by author River Jordan in our Practical Magic issue (which has long been sold out but is available as a free download (because we love you)? Learn all about River, who...
STAR DAUGHTER IS COMING OUT FROM HARPERTEEN IN AUGUST Sheetal got up and moved to the window. She stared at the great dark sky that arced over everything like an infinite ocean, taking in the uncountable coruscating stars, and wished...
The word Pre-Raphaelite almost always conjures up a certain kind of woman. She has a cascade of copper hair, a face filled with mournful longing, and a deep jewel-colored gown. She has found herself locked in a tower, married...
Photo by Natalya Letunova on Unsplash Article from Issue #40 Subscribe | Single Issue Every few years they came searching and this was the year they found them. Three sisters living at the edge of the forest. The youngest sister was at the river when it...

Eowyn Ivey

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Article from Issue #27 Subscribe | Single Issue PHOTOGRAPHY BY VIONA IELEGEMS Ewyn Ivey’s award-winning 2012 debut novel The Snow Child tells the story of a husband and wife who move to Alaska as a new start and a welcome distraction...
As twilight touched the snowy, wooded landscape, the little girl saw her worried mother standing on the front porch of the tiny cottage and knew she was probably in trouble. The girl hid her frozen hands deep in her...

Witch of the Wood

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They said she was outside of the village by a couple of miles, in a sort of travel wagon camped on the edge of an abandoned orchard. She was odd, almost crazy, muttering to herself as she went about....