Eilonwy thought she knew everything about Taran; and she thought she knew all the ways he could infuriate her. But everything with the Assistant Pigkeeper must be more complicated than it needs to be.

A chance meeting, a twist of fate, a golden thread added to the loom...and the first rays of daylight fall on one who has lived in darkness. Eilonwy's story, during the events of The Book of Three. COMPLETED

Evil is not born, but chosen. Life spirals back on itself darkly. A series of Achren-centric vignettes.

Surprises await Eilonwy and Taran after his return from an expedition. (early post-High King)

The past is ever present when Taran and Eilonwy have their first child. A rather quick glimpse into a situation that presents many interesting questions...that I sadly don't have enough time/energy to write about these days. But couldn't resist a sneak peek into their lives at this point.

A prequel to the Wolf in the Evening Sun - the story of Govannion the Lame and the forging of the sword Dyrnwyn. This is written hopefully in the style of LA's "The Foundling and Other Tales of Prydain."

Four seasons of healing. Collection of Eilonwy-centric shortfic themed around her first year at Caer Dallben. Complete.

On the first night away from Caer Dallben, a couple sensitive subjects come up for Eilonwy and Taran. (Thanks to CW for the notes.)

The week immediately after the end of The High King. A follow-up to CompanionWanderer's excellent piece, "Tangled Up Whole": /s/13659940/1/Tangled-Up-Whole. Great thanks to her for the imaginative foundation of this piece in that story and her other Prydain fan fiction.

"...the golden thread next to his tangled yarn on the tapestry, now twisted up together into one." Taran/Eilonwy, post-wedding. Sensual, but non-explicit. Rated T plus, if there were such a thing.

A crown is more discomfort than adornment. Angharad of Llyr, heir to the throne, and her impossible choice between duty and love. Based on The True Enchanter. COMPLETE

Fflewddur Fflam, Adaon, and Arianllyn were three inseparable young adults with a wonderful friendship, formed through a love of music. When Adaon is suddenly killed, his best friend and his fiance must learn to pick up the pieces and perhaps realize that Adaon left them each with the gift of each other. -Republished here from the Chronicles of Prydain section

A conversation among friends, approximately eight years post-High King.

"The memory of that transaction had left a constant, uneasy weight within his mind, one that he had not fully understood at the time but was slowly grasping more as the years went by. It was an unsettling riddle that danced just out of sight..." [missing moment from The Book of Three]

Achren attempts to seduce Gwydion but finds the tables turned... then turned again. (Set roughly 20 years pre-canon. Consider this a T-plus rated story; it's Achren-fic, after all. This eventually evolved into Queen of Iron and Bone, but I'm leaving it posted as an archive of comments.)

As they travel to Mona, much has been left unsaid by the Princess of Llyr and her Assistant Pigkeeper. As the little time they have left slips through their fingers, the desire that burns within them grows only stronger, until it can not be denied. On Mona, a pledge will be made between them, and sealed with their love on the shores of the Isle.

A brief exchange between Gwydion and Achren on the road back to Dinas Rhydnant. It concerns both the future of the land of Prydain, and the future of one man.

One-shot, missing scene from Taran Wanderer. Fflewddur and Llyan wait out a snowstorm during their journey back from Caer Dallben to Craddoc's cottage. The veil of magic is briefly pulled aside. (This dovetails with The Scion, and will make more sense after reading that - preferably, read this first.)

Her gaze followed his there, all the way to the edge of the sea.

How do you stay in-tune when the song suddenly changes? When a chance brush with enchantment alters the course of his life, the young Fflewddur Fflam struggles to find balance between his own nature and the responsibilities of a crown he never expected to wear. Multi-chapter prequel to "The Truthful Harp."

Fears unspoken, desires untold, their circumstances braid and blend like the threads on a weaver's loom.

He really did cut his own hair with a sword. She sets about repairing the damage. What else can you do when everything else has been put on hold? Taran/Eilonwy, deleted scene from The High King, Prydain one-shot, complete.

"Indeed, the more we find to love, the more we add to the measure of our hearts." ― Lloyd Alexander

Out of nowhere comes the one event that will change his life forever. Modern college AU without the established canon pairing(s) for the main character(s) of the fanfiction. Crack pairing. Genderbend. Fflewddur x fem!Adaon. Rating may change as the story progresses for canon-based tragic/violent events. WARNING: MAY CONTAIN CRACK PAIRINGS. Don't like, don't read.

"There is more to that prophecy than just slaying a serpent, as you well know." [what-if scenario] [end of High King]