Have you ever contemplated where the Evil Queen purchased her vile apple? Have you ever been venturing through the forests and found erratic circles of rocks situated together as if secret festivities had partaken or it had been a mere assembly around a nonexistent table? Have you ever been wandering the meadows during the evening and heard the fading of tiny bells ringing in the night teasing your hearing and no matter how persistently you pursue such melodic jingling, you're chasing a fruitless song? Have you ever witnessed subdued twinkles of light that recede into the recesses of the night and though you might search and scour it's an endless pursuit to non-definitive answers?

 

Listen deeper to the lyrics of the Fairies.

 

Into the mountains, set beyond the sea and cloaked with swells of rolling mist so dense that it could suffocate you, there sits a land of dark and light, of virtue and debauchery. The territory never materializes the same for every person that visits, the sights determined by the composition of one's soul, and if you manage the hazardous and intense journey here, the chances of you ever returning to the land from which you came, are beyond comprehension. 

 

Here in this land of obscurity, the fairies play, the children dance, and the wild man howls. Banquets are presented for the Queen and King of the Fairies and Fae, and who knows, you might just stumble upon the resting stone of King Arthur Pendragon, but this land is not all frolicking and the games are usually fatal. There is a unremitting war of Armageddon waging between the Dark and the Light and to be caught inbetween is worse than a death sentence. Beware the Dark Fae that would rather harm than sacrifice and avoid the trauma that would plague you for the remainder of your existence. 

 

Whether you choose to be enlightened or perplexed, are you courageous enough to seek out the Land of the Fairies? Or are you too frightened to step a foot onto the coast of this ill-omened and enchanted island? Decide for yourself if the Fairy people are as benevolent as the rumors or as sinister as the whispers.

 

The is the Land of Apples.

 

This. Is. Avalon.

 

Where the denizens can be your sweetest Lover or your least craved tribulation.