In the Victorian Age, a mysterious and irresistible woman becomes entwined in the lives of several Pre-Raphaelite painters, both as a muse and as the object of all-consuming obsession. Some humans are hardly better – they act as if they were moths and fairies were the flame, especially those artists… Still what can be done – some fairies are addicted to humans and they would do anything, simply anything, to get another dose of their favourite poison.
If they do, more often than not they misunderstand and hurt each other, even if their intentions are the best. I got that one as a gift from Tasha/Heidenkind who, among other things, writes a blog entitled Truth, Beauty, Freedom and Books– thank you very much, you rock!įairies and people shouldn’t mix.
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