Your fairy tales have it all wrong. I am the Master of the Spindle and I spin not from straw but from magic. My silks are not of gold but of stardust. I spin nets to catch dreams from the night and jewels from the morning air. I spin swathes of silken lace fine enough to capture even kings and gods.

You would have me a wicked imp, give me a face of evil to justify your fears. You would have me strike twisted bargains and set me up to fall in the face of unwavering good. (Unwavering good! Surely that is the biggest myth of all?)

Your fairy tales have it all wrong: I am the Dream Catcher and the only reason you don’t know my name is because you have failed to listen for it.

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“You’re a storyteller. Dream up something wild and improbable,” she pleaded. “Something beautiful and full of monsters.”

Strange The Dreamer by Laini Taylor

Inspired by Erin Morgenstern’s Flax-Golden Tales, I have decided to embark on my own creative writing blog series, “Wild & Improbable Tales”, as a way to write more freely and more frequently. At least once a week, I will choose a card at random from The School Of Life‘s ‘Small Pleasures’ or ‘Resilience’ box and use the image and/or writing on the back to inspire a short piece of creative writing. I’d love to hear your thoughts in the comments.