The Little Mermaid Warns You, You May Have Already Become Forgotten

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Painting by Anne Bachelier Your once-silken voice will desert you, your legs will make every step on land a torture. There will come a time when you...
ILLUSTRATION BY GUINEVERE VON SNEEDEN

The Makara and His Meal

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The makara peered out of the river, letting the sunshine, as warm and yellow as melted ghee, dribble down over his elephantine snout. He’d...

An Interview With Theresa Carle-Sanders of OUTLANDER KITCHEN

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As any fan will tell you, the Outlander books by Diana Gabaldon have many pleasures. Not least among them is how they immerse you in...

What You Need to Cast a Spell to Rid a House...

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Historic clothing created and modeled by Seamstress of Rohan. Photography by Helena Aguilar Mayans. Take a spoon, silver’s best, but any spoon Will do, so long as...

Self-Portrait As Mythological Creature

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  I tore off my skin in the moonlight and became a seal, sleek and noisy. One day a man put his arms around me, and my...
Faerie Magazine Talks to Deep Midnight Perfumes creator Cat Marx

A Talk With Deep Midnight Perfumes Creator Cat Marx

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So Cat, how did you come to perfumery? I started making perfume oils in 1996 for myself, friends and family. In 2003, I began selling...

The One-Armed Swan Sister

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I find it is much harder to sew now that one of my arms has become a giant white wing. It’s nonsense to assume, of course, a...
Photography by Natalia Le Fay Follow Natalia Le Fay on Instagram @natalia_lefay.

An Excerpt From Signe Pike’s The Lost Queen

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Photography by Natalia Le Fay Follow Natalia Le Fay on Instagram @natalia_lefay. The Lost Queen by Simon & Schuster was published in September, 2018. Read...
Cordelia, or the Price of Salt by SARA CLETO Photography by Bella Kotak

Cordelia, or the Price of Salt

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Father loved me better than my sisters. That sounds desirable, yes? To be best loved, to be the one desired? The dresses he gave me were...

Nine Types of Ice

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Garden Ice I was alone when the cold began. Ice fell onto the gar-den like rain, only it was a pale green, so pale you...