Originally posted to the WanderingPaths mailing list on April 8, 2011. This was written as a poetic focus used as part of a Calling to the spirit the otherkin community once had.
Do you remember those days, so dear now they've gone, when kin were like a family and not so withdrawn? And we didn't all agree, we didn't all get along, we squabbled, we fought, but we kept going strong. There were glades of fae and satyrs, who'd beckon you come in, pixies who growled, while dragons smiled and grinned. What's changed over time, and what's been the cost? What have we gained, and what have we lost? Lists weren't abandoned, or deleted outright. Folks didn't stop talking over one little fight. New kin weren't dissected, like lab specimens, to see if they're trolling or if they're genuine. There were glades of fae and satyrs, who'd beckon you come in, pixies who growled, while dragons smiled and grinned. What's changed over time, and what's been the cost? What have we gained, and what have we lost? Where are the satyrs, space-elves and sidhe? Brrrnn, multiples, hosts and Tuatha DD? And the cloak-winged dragons who danced on the wind? Do you think we'll ever see them again? There were glades of fae and satyrs, who'd beckon you come in, pixies who growled, while dragons smiled and grinned. What's changed over time, and what's been the cost? What have we gained, and what have we lost?
