The Giant of Chaldor
There was once a tribe of frightened, little people, making their way – and mostly losing it – across a great empty plain toward the Mountains of Mome. Their leader was the Giant of Chaldor.…
Tag: Fables & Fairytales
What the Cock Saw on Friday Night
He sat on the high wall that surrounded the high priest’s courtyard, a stately silhouette that no one ever really noticed. If they had looked up and it wasn’t the dark of night, the passersby…
The Phantasia: Fairy Tales as Bastions of Hope
Very early on, children read in fairy tales that all sorts of monsters exist, and that everyone needs rescuing. The people need rescuing from the monsters, and the monsters need rescuing from themselves. The dragons,…
Fairy Daughter
Oh, father and family I love you all so dear You have always known I was the odd one I cannot help the call of blood you do fear That from our mother to me…
Song of a Faerie
She dances on petals of ivory flowers,her fingers brush the tiny hair of the leaves.Long wings flow behind her.I’d think she was an angel if she wasn’t so small. More join her, as the flowers…
Beauty Found Within: A Reflection on Beauty and the Beast
At exactly which moment are little girls first enthralled with Beauty and the Beast? Is it the iconic library, with its spiral staircases and book-lined floor, cathedral-sized ceiling, and bookshelves wrapped around the walls? Is…
White Swan: An Analysis of Odette in Tchaikovsky’s “Swan Lake”
There, on the moonlit lake, gliding and diving, sending ripples out and causing the stars in the velvety reflection to tremble, the white swan dances. Commonly known as Odette in Tchaikovsky’s Swan Lake, she is…
The Day Moon Met Raven
A man who had, for some time, been travelling the road in all weathers, sat down at the roadside under a sheltering tree. His jacket was richly embroidered but his leather boots were dusty and…
Ursula: A Villain in the Making
“But father, I’m the eldest, why wouldn’t I be next in line?” Ursula said in confusion, a lost look in her expression. “You may be my eldest child, but you are not fit to rule…
Through the Fire
A lady sat by a fireside in a warm and pleasant room.The lady was young, she was innocent of face and fair.In the corner stood a harp, a mirror, a loom.Deep and deeper into the…