WillieHewes
Hi everyone. This should have been my 'I got mine yesterday' post, but things turned out different. Typical...
I went to the Elf fantasy shop in the Hague to get it yesterday, and this is me going out of my way quite a bit to get a deck of cards, but I knew they'd have it, and I prefer buying from cool and wonderful shops rather than ordering something on the net. I looked at the box, flicked through 'good faeries/bad faeries' and a load of other books there, hesitated, then decided to get the cards anyway. I love working with cards, have different tarot/oracle type decks and I make my own, so I just wanted the cards, even though I was somehow afraid of missing out on Brian Froud's original vision of the faeries (plus, there's more of them in the book! )
Anyway, I took the box set to the check out, but the guy said, 'this box is open, do you want one that's still wrapped?' and I said 'in that case, can I have a look at it?' So he lets me open the box, I'm leafing through the book, looking at the cards, still not sure what to do.
Obvious thing to do when in doubt and holding a deck of cards: draw one! So I fan out the cards, draw one, and it's a sweet, bright winged fairy. So I get the book. (Something happened in my head that made the connection between these two perfectly natural, but I couldn't explain what.) So now I've got the book, and I love it, but I still dont'have the damn cards!
Moral of this story: never take the fairies shopping. You'll go out to get cheese and bring back a cow. Or a pot of honey. Probably a pot of honey.
I went to the Elf fantasy shop in the Hague to get it yesterday, and this is me going out of my way quite a bit to get a deck of cards, but I knew they'd have it, and I prefer buying from cool and wonderful shops rather than ordering something on the net. I looked at the box, flicked through 'good faeries/bad faeries' and a load of other books there, hesitated, then decided to get the cards anyway. I love working with cards, have different tarot/oracle type decks and I make my own, so I just wanted the cards, even though I was somehow afraid of missing out on Brian Froud's original vision of the faeries (plus, there's more of them in the book! )
Anyway, I took the box set to the check out, but the guy said, 'this box is open, do you want one that's still wrapped?' and I said 'in that case, can I have a look at it?' So he lets me open the box, I'm leafing through the book, looking at the cards, still not sure what to do.
Obvious thing to do when in doubt and holding a deck of cards: draw one! So I fan out the cards, draw one, and it's a sweet, bright winged fairy. So I get the book. (Something happened in my head that made the connection between these two perfectly natural, but I couldn't explain what.) So now I've got the book, and I love it, but I still dont'have the damn cards!
Moral of this story: never take the fairies shopping. You'll go out to get cheese and bring back a cow. Or a pot of honey. Probably a pot of honey.