If you enjoy stories where good things happen to good people and villains get their penitence, I am afraid the stories you'll find here may not be for you. Feel free to close this website without shame, and seek a kinder story elsewhere. There is nothing wrong with wanting a happy ending, I just don't have any ready for you at the moment.

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Hello there! My name is T.B., and for now you do not have to worry about what that stands for. It is just wonderful to be making your aquaintence on this humble website, and I do hope you enjoy yourself. If you have any questions or concerns, please do email the websites creator at FiddlesqueakFables@Gmail.com.

Hiraeth, Hiraeth…Who was ‘Hiraeth,’ again?

Do you remember that name? I swear, it’s on the tip of my tongue…

Ah, that’s right! I remember,

your lot got her raped!

Now, her tormented body is our reality.

Over, and over, and over again.

Through different stories, different characters, different worlds.

Cycled over, and over, and over again.

In different formats, different lives, different word counts.

Echoed, over, and over, and over again.

Until the God-Fetus is done gestating.

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I apoligise, I got off track! While we wait for all that nasty 'God Gestation' buisness to be over, we might as well look and see what all of this suffering has brought us. I’ll be chronicling it here, so feel free to come and peek in on the damned whenever you are so inclined. Below, I will answer some common questions that I presume people may have while exploring Hiraeth.

-T.B., Your beloved narrator.