Awarded the Silver Sapling for Melancholic Glow in a Fantasy Setting, this hauntingly elegant snapshot of a woodland fairy mid-moon-thought has critics weeping into their moss pillows. Focus group reviews call it “Luminously lonesome” and “Too pretty to function.”
She’s not just perched, folks—she’s contemplating interdimensional poetry and the correct temperature for dew. Look at those wings—filigree fantasies spun in spider-silk and wonder. The moss? Imported from a dream I once had in Tuscany.
Signed in midnight ink and fairy glimmer,
Chip Bravestone, Recipient of the 1994 Fern-Flare Fabulist Ribbon