autumn court

Raphael landed with a hushed whisper of leathery wings in the midst of a small grove of orange trees. The sweet smell of citrus flooded his senses as he cast his eyes about the shadows in search of either of his brothers who had agreed to meet him here. On any other night, on any other visit to...

It has been four days since I locked myself in my room because Veithir will not agree to let me join the Sluagh. Moonlight splashed in through parted curtains, a slash of silver across an expanse of blackness. The room was untidy and chaotic, holding still the physical and emotional remnants of...

Can you hear the Hunter’s Horn, Sounding in the forest deep? Can you hear the pounding of hooves When night creeps in and people sleep? In the dark night can you feel That rush of wind- that fleeting chill? Standing in the night-time wood What will be his latest kill? The sound of Horns and...

"S-Sire?" There were not many things that could make the Shadowsinger tongue-tied but what the Erlking had just asked of him was one of them. He forgot himself temporarily and glanced up to meet those frigid green eyes. They seemed to bore into his skull right down to his soul and weigh it. His...

"Your form is much too stiff, Tharu. You must learn to move as though your body is made of naught but flowing water." Nairth San Seya's voice was stern, but gentle as he addressed his son. The two of them, King and Prince, stood in the vast meadow surrounding the vast gateway to Grovehaven...

"I'm not letting you go alone, Lorcán, not when this involves me." * * * Maeve had never met the Erlking but she hated him to his very core. Not only for the pain he had brought her mate and his closest friends but because it was only ever over him that she and Lorc fought. And she hated it...

To live for thousands of years could get awfully dull. The fae were no strangers to that. Many scholars would argue that that is why they had a predisposition to mischief and meddling in the affairs of mortal men whom the fae saw as nothing more than toys. No fae would deny there was a delight...

"Almost there..." Raphael had stuck to his word to Samara Khalid. He hadn't spoken to Lorcán since... the incident at the Wild Hunt. Not in so many words anyway. His brother had been rightfully angry and hurt at both him and Maeve but it was much more important that his friend reconciled with...

(After writing 5 drafts— 1 felt too lax, 2 felt too formal (if that was such a thing but Luella found herself using words that she didn’t know the meaning of), 3 felt too short, 4 felt too long, and 5 was perfect until she accidentally smeared ink all over it— the duanann was prepared to write...

Winter in Autumn Court was usually a nice time to walk about the streets of Laigin. There was still that usual bustle of fae moving to and fro, as was expected of a capitol, but winter seemed to dull that edge. There was far less humidity in the air, which some enjoyed and some complained about...

Weep Cry Mourn Life to Death Death to Rebirth Quacey sighed as he reread his most recent poem. Morbid. It was too morbid. Was he still shaken from before? Memories of that event still danced in and out of his dreams. Both the waking ones and those while asleep. So much had happened in such a...

After the Wild Hunt had raged and after Midir had left for his winter slumber, Laigin was left to the dogs. Literally and metaphorically. Hounds, both titled and not, were left to weather the depths of the cold season free of supervision. And, just as it was in the Winter Court, the infighting...

Samara Khalid had been vibrating with anticipation of this day since it had been planned. It was not just because she was a dog...who got to go for a walk...in the woods. While that was a pretty big part of it, Samara was excited to spend the day with Raphael. She had racked her brain on what...

Usually shopping would cheer Casimir right up, even window shopping usually made him go straight to his happy place. This time however was much different. Cas couldn’t shake the hollow feeling in his stomach as he glumly walked down one of the busiest streets in the main city of the Autumn...

Fighting a necromancer cult with hideous, fleshy monsters to fighting demons and being in an insufferable humid jungle to then getting her ass handed to her publicly in front of multiple courts to fighting a horde of large spiders meant that Luella Balsinde needed a break. She had had enough...

Midir sunk into the armchair by the roaring fire with the sigh of a man troubled by his weary bones. It had only been a day since the Wild Hunt and the height of the Autumn Courts power and the echo of it still vibrated through his bones. There were magicks he could do, if pressed, right now...

After a long and tiresome and expensive journey, the last thing Elianora Ardor could possibly want is a full-blown storm. Yet, the rain still came and drenched the young traveler who stumbled through the tangled Ixchel Wilds. Ten days prior, she had unexpectedly appeared at the portal stone in...

"What are you doing, Cece?" Ceilidh Trahan immediately pulled further away from Asemir and looked down, red blossoming on her cheeks. She looked around the table, realizing that they were now alone. She should have listened to her mind. Honestly, she should have stayed home. Instead she came to...

Ceinwyn was not from the autumn court, not originally. She had been born in the Summer court, and had known sunshine, warmth, and blooming flowers for most of her life. The blooms called to her, and she to them, and it was this affinity that garnered the attention of the high fae of Autumn. To...

Rosebury loved the Silent Court in actual autumn. The world was cooling, and growing cold and wet above. The subterranean Silent Court was always bursting with light. Castigare, always a lovely and lively city, was even more boisterous than usual. Rosebury sometimes felt as though Castigare was...