Our New Sanctuary

Hello, Dear Ones,

It’s been far too long since I’ve been active here on the website, and I’m truly sorry for my absence. So much has unfolded in the life of your Mystical Auntie, and I want to let you in on what’s been happening behind the veil.

There was… trouble in the haven I had created. A heaviness, a shadow. I reached out to Tavian for help, and thank the stars I did. His research uncovered a curse older than Ironwood itself — ancient, stubborn, and woven directly into the bones of the old building. I’ll share more of that tale in another letter.

What I can tell you is this: we were all struggling under the weight of it. The Fae who lived within the walls were fighting desperately to protect us. By the time they reached out, they were dangerously ill and malnourished from holding the curse at bay for so long. Sweet darlings… they’d been trying to keep us safe even as they weakened.

Once we understood, we acted quickly. We made plans to evacuate the shop and studio immediately. The House Fae, heartbreakingly, were too frail to travel with us. They chose to stay behind to contain the curse long enough for us to escape. Only after we were safely out did they release their hold — and the building succumbed to the destruction the curse had been promising.

Our new space, though… oh, it is blessed. Strong. Clear. Masculine in energy, warm in its protection. It has embraced us from the moment we arrived, and I know with my whole heart that we are exactly where we need to be.

So here’s to new horizons, new magick, and new House Fae settling into the fresh energy of our beautiful new sanctuary.

I must go now — Lyrix, Tavian, and our newcomers are already stirring, and you know how they get when I’m not attending to them.

More stories soon, my dears.