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Also known as the Good People, fairies are not to be trifled with. Respect and honor must be shown at all times for you never know when they will bestow you with a gift or trick to teach you a lesson. For example the Queen of the fairies is often called Queen Mab in poems. She demands respect or the person you might have a crush on will suddenly fall in love with someone else. Honor her with a gift and the perfect moment to say hello will blossom into a lifetime of love. The Fae are as old as the gods. Some stories claim they are from T?atha D' Dannan. Milk, salt and fire are considered sacride to them and often given as offerings. This Rose moon we are walking in the realm of the Fae. Their great lavish parties of old have come to Rhy'din!

*When posting an outfit for this Rose Moon honor the Fae with a poem of your own or what you would like to bring as an offering to them. Please look at the poem below as an example.*

Fanciful Dream I left my love in the Fairy Glen Home of the litte fairy men I met her there on a July night When a Summer moon was beaming bright.

For my love was the Fairy Queen In Fairyland she reign supreme She wore a glittering diamond cloak Queen of the little fairy folk.

Though the night was bright it was bright as day In a wooded vale I lost my way Then I sat me down by a tall oak tree And the Fairy Queen she came to me.

I gazed upon this fairy small She stood scarcely more than two foot tall Tiny shoes covered her tiny feet And she bowed towards me in a fairy greet

Her pretty little face showed no trace of woe And her hair was white as new fallen snow And her eyes were sparkling bright and brown And on her head she wore a tiny crown.

Then she smiled at me and this did say You're in Fairyland you have lost your way Sorry to disturb you from your rest Come along with me and be my guest.

Then she led me to the fairy ball To a fairy dance in a fairy hall All the fairy folk were dancing there And fairy music filled the air.

But when we stepped inside the fairy dance hall door A hushed silence fell across the floor Fairy men and women scarce one third my size All looked up at me with fear in their eyes.

But their Queen she spoke to them and said Of this gentle giant you need hold no dread I met him in the oak tree shade Into Fairyland he has somehow strayed.

Then the fairy band started playing anew And the fairy folk started dancing too Round and round the dance floor they did wheel To the haunting sound of a fairy reel.

I have never seen people quite so gay As these little fairies in their bright array These happy folk did laugh and sing As they danced around in a fairy ring.

Then I left the ball with the Fairy Queen And we strolled the banks of a moonlit stream I stooped to kiss her but she was gone And by the moonlit stream I stood alone.

The alarm clock rang and I awoke And my spell of fantasy was broke I awoke to a World of reality From a Fairyland of fantasy.

Francis Duggan

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Care to prove who is the best' The better team' Or just have bragging rights for the night, then come play flower bomb! A taller hedge maze off to one corner with baskets filled with squishy hearts patterned like grenades is set aside for just that. Take off in the maze with arms full of hearts and take aim! The hearts will hit your target like a pillow and shower them in flower petals with a loud crack!

Menu Meats

Venison in Collops Thinly sliced steaks of venison sandwiched with parsley, thyme, rosemary, spinage and other sweet herbs, and beef suet, salt, cloves, and nutmeg.

Salted bacon fat has been larded through the collops to add a salty smokiness as the layers cook. The collops are then sandwiched between the forcemeat and bound into a bundle.

The forcemeat and lardons give up their flavors as the package slowly roasts over a plum and persimmon wood fire, ensuring that the meat is not only perfectly seasoned, but still moist and succulent. http://www.historicfood.com/Venison.htm

Spit Roasted Rabbit With Honey And Lemon Basting Sauce Whole rabbit threaded on metal skewers, roasted over a wood fire. The basting sauce of honey, lemon juice and butter help the rabbit retain its moisture and add a slightly sweet flavor under the layer of char. Overall a slightly smoky and sweet layer over the tender, juicy rabbit. http://www.innatthecrossroads.com/2011/11/09/spit-roasted-hare/

Bacon Wrapped Squirrel Whole squirrel (marinated over night in apple cider) rubbed with fresh minced garlic and rosemary then wrapped in smoky-sweet bacon.

The mild flavor of the squirrel is complimented, rather than overwhelmed by the garlic and rosemary while the smoky-sweet bacon adds yet another layer of flavor and helps to ensure that the meat remains succulent and juicy. http://www.backwoodsbound.com/zsquir32.html Grilled Langoustines A simple dish of split langoustine, gently grilled until done, brushed with a butter, lemon, and garlic baste. Slightly sweet, this crustacean tastes a little like lobster, and a little like shrimp, with a texture and mouth feel almost exactly like lobster. The simple dressing enhances the flavors while giving the slightest hints of its own flavor as well. http://www.saga.co.uk/lifestyle/food/fish/grilled-langoustines.aspx

Grilled Scallops with Fennel Scallops tossed in olive oil and dusted with sea salt, skewered and carefully grilled until just rare, then allowed to finish away from the heat. Fennel slivers lightly toasted in olive oil are sprinkled across the top of the skewers. Sweet scallops with just a hint of the fruity quality in a fine olive oil and the black licorice flavor of the toasted fennel, a light dusting of sea salt brings out the subtler flavors and brings them together. http://www.sippitysup.com/perfect-grilled-scallops-simple-summer-skewers/

Fruit

Grilled Fruit

Apricot and strawberry halves have been lightly grilled to allow their natural sugars to rise to the surface and caramelize there. Threaded on sugar cane skewers to add a gentle, green sweetness. A honey and yogurt dipping sauce is offered to go along with.

Seedless watermelon in traditional red and yellow, cut into wedges and grilled just long enough for light gold marks to appear. The added "pop" of still cold juice past the fire heated skin is a pleasant surprise.

Gooseberry and raspberry skewers

Untouched, the sweet fig-cherry-apricot flavor of ripe red gooseberries and the indulgently sweet raspberry have been threaded on green bamboo skewers capped with mint.

Drink List

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Drunken Strawberries Served in a martini glass rimmed in pink sugar are strawberries that have soaked in vodka for two weeks. One shot of vodka is in the glass to keep the strawberries potent sprinkled with dark brown sugar to bring out their true flavor. Whipped cream is available for this upon request.

Kissed by a Rose In a double old fashion are a few rose petals freshly picked and lightly bruised by hand to bring out their aromatic oils. Drizzled in one ounce of whiskey and topped with dry champagne. This drink may seem odd at first, but he romantic scent of roses blends perfectly with the brooding aged whiskey tickling the palette with the dry bubbles of the champagne leaving the breath of roses to linger in your nose all night long.

Bittersweet Dark chocolate roses with a hint of rose and bourbon are served in goblet champagne glass on a bed of whipped cream and raspberries. The rich chocolate beautifully compliments the airy cream and tart nature of the berries leaving you wanting more.

Fairy Kisses For those who do not wish to try the absinthe this is one ounce of sour apple pucker with one ounce of green apple vodka served with a wedge of lime on top of a shot glass. Pucker up!

Sweet to the End In a hurricane or other tall glass that you have on hand add fresh raspberries and raspberry syrup to the glass. In a blender mix french vanilla ice cream with light rum, apricot brandy and a bit of milk. Blend til smooth and add to the glass topping with more berries and syrup. Beware this is a drink that tends to turn into a folie a deux before you reach the bottom.

Back in Black Muddled blackberries with blackberry liqueur is topped with crushed ice, lemon moonshine and club soda. Tart and bright this a drink you will never forget.

Drinks and images by the mun. I do love a challenge.

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This flowing multi colored gown moves with the slightest of breezes. Come close and you can see the feathers hidden in the colors. Pearl white shoes to dance in and a diamond jewelry set in white gold.

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Her gift to the good people is a black mirror with detailed scroll work so that they may use it as a gateway to walk between the worlds.

Fairys DreamLover - 2013"Deborah Shepard Yelm USA November 5th, 2013

Waking in your arms , ancient snow-drapes, back in time Endless seashores , you call my heavenly name, my darling

Beyond the reaches of sands in jasmine light, caressed in red velvet awning My longing eyes, see thee in prelim shadows

Beauty in my angels wings , he shall hold me close To each brocade bell shall ring To dusty mirror shedding my equine Come what may , to my Rose lithe

Shall the mornings bring sweet treasures" I am now in human form

Whilst thou break my heart" All feathered brightest gemstones, Each waking part Sacred reunion laced auras, I feel you, this I shall miss Renaissance Fairy life, kiss

See the blue lighted halls, Do you remember my darling all of this" It captures forever in my soul silvery kiss Lyrics carry my forever love, Gems streamed in Aquaria Romance ,laced with fairy moon dreams

Dress can be found at kutegroup.com, jewelry from tiffany's and shoes from giuseppe zanotti. Mirror from fragrantfinds.

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In neatly pressed military fashion, Hunter has found a way to express himself with a few accessories that are not quite regulation.

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His gift to the good people, a hand painted puzzle of The Tree of Life.

Image Credit: Polyvore by Mechanist Heart. Puzzle found here.

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Ready to serve among the flowers and maybe make a few jealous. Christine is playful in her cut out leather heels, eclectic jewelry from around the world, the dress....oh that old thing only Dolci and Gabanna and our course the fedora is her date. Bottle in hand she is ready to rock!

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Her gift to the good people is an oldie, but a goodie. Atholl Brose. Handcrafted with a special rose honey and bottled with cork and gold wax. This milky looking drink an earthy sweet that warms you from the inside out.

To make your own Atholl Brose you will need a glass container that is air tight, 3 cups of uncooked whole wheat oats, 8 ounces of honey (the type of honey will change the taste) 2 pints of 8 year aged or longer whiskey and 1 cup of water. Mix the oats, honey and water in the container, slowly stir in the whiskey and close the jar. Let it sit in a dark, steady temperature and wait 2 days...which is the hardest part. Strain the mix and serve!

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Followed by the Seven Great Hounds of Artifice, it was difficult for his eidetic mind to ignore the comparison that could be drawn between himself and one or more of the figures of myth that were paid homage to on the anniversary of this celebration; Gwyn Ap Nudd, because of the Hounds, or perhaps to a lesser degree Giobhniu, due to profession.

He checked himself numerous times in whatever reflective surface that he passed; not out of vanity, simply because it had been a while since he'd worn formal dress.

His gift to those he termed the Tithed Ones was kept for now in his breast pocket, a vial of seeming mercurial silver - in reality, raw Glamour from the Sea of Vitr; the antithesis of banality.

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Who the f*** cares about fairies" He was dead - wasn't he" It was hard to tell, the way he kept re-entering reality.

Too bad the poor hapless fool couldn't tell it was in keeping with the phases of the moon, else....well, he'd have thought of something by now, that's for sure.

Of course, he'd returned under the auspices of the Blood Moon....an omen of things passing...

Now was the Rose Moon...

And Rebirth...

Thankfully when he reconstituted, it was in the formal wear that he'd been ....preserved in, post humously. The only addition was a collar of cold, erebian iron...