Repost – Bring Green to Life

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In a world set far apart from ours, a land is plagued by something that is sucking all the joy, colour and life out of the various realms.

They people prayed to their gods,  but it seemed after years of of no answer, the people of the land have had enough.

A forest witch was tasked with summoning from the earth, the last remaining seed of life, into a solid form, humanoid form.

Wherever the Flora Elemental walked, the world started to heal. No one knew the consequences of this unique situation, and barely anyone could understand the creature enough to find out solid answers. Her words twisted around much like the vines sprouting from her head. She was a site to look at though, and the people flocked at a safe distance, as she walked from place to place.

Once the world was healed, she simply walked back into the forest, whence she came. People now set Hydrangeas at the edge, as offerings, every summer.

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Repost – Seraseeya, Watcher of the River of Souls

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Seraseeya was an unusual creature. With a foot in both worlds, she was neither human, nor fully a beast. Her mother was a harpy who had the unfortunate accident of picking a human male as a mate. We wont go into details, but the result was Seraseeya, and her 3 other sisters.

Things were not too bad to start. The Harpy Broodmothers could tell there was something a bit different about them, they had funny feet and they lacked claws on their hands. There was not a feather on their head, nor much hair to speak of.  They let them be, thinking they would grow into their features.

As the years passed, it became apparent that there was indeed something wrong, they looked more human, than harpy. This would not do.

Late one night, a group of Broodmothers crept up on Seraseeya’s family nest. Before her mother could so much as shriek, 2 of Seraseeya’s siblings were murdered. Seraseeya, who just happened to be the strongest of the brood, took her remaining sister, and fled, fumbling in the sky, with the extra load of her whimpering sister. She could hear her mother below, blood raged, poring her loss into the fight for their lives.

She flew as far as she could, until she could take no more, hoping that the night would hide them well enough, if anyone trolled the skies nearby.

Come morning, taking in her surroundings, she noticed her sister nearly in the river, legs anchored ashore, and wings limp on the surface.

Rushing over, grabbing her sister, she could feel the cold of her body, the start of the stiffness. The world goes dark, the colour leaches, and the waters calm. As she cries with her last remaining sister in her arms, she notices the now thick mist, and a strange noise.

Something solid parts the mist, from the river. Not willing to giver her sister up to whatever may come, Seraseeya slowly backed up the shore, stopping once both she and her sister’s body were fully planted on the firm ground.

The shape got bigger, looking rather tall, though round, at the bottom. At least it didn’t appear to have wings. She waited. It got closer.

It turns out to be a boat, with the most curious of creatures she had seen yet, in her short span of life. She knows there are others out there, humanoids like the harpies, as well as ones more beastly. This one looked to be of the humanoid sort, though it’s bones looked like they were on the outside of it’s skin. It’s eyes glowed, almost with a heat that sent wisps wafting with the movement of the boat.

The boat moored on the bank, and the creature continued to look at her. At last it chose to speak.

“You see me”, it stated in a male voice.

“Yes, I see you.”

“This is not to be. No one sees me, unless it is their time to cross the River of Souls.”

She then felt a movement, of the body she held. Her sister, sluggish, twitched and slowly got up.

“You, you are who I am here for. Your mother fought bravely to keep you in this world, but alas, the cut you received last night was of the most potent of poisons. Your breath on this world is done, and it is time to meet your fate in the next phase of your being. Come now, get in the boat. I will reunite you with your fellow fallen. You, the other, you still have blood pumping in your veins, yet you see me?”

Seraseeya nods, unsure of her own voice at this point.

“You may come along as well, I will let it pass, as it my leave. I will take you to Hades, he will know what to do with you.”

The Ferryman held out his hand, taking first her sister, then herself, onto the boat.

That was just the beginning, of the story, of Seraseeya, the Watcher of the River of Souls.

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I think I just ate the Groom

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Disoriented, she crawls out of a damp, dark place.

With her mind still foggy, she tries to make sense of what is going on. She knows it is night, she has a glimmer of recognition as to where she is.

Why exactly she is in the cemetery, laying under the church no less, she has no clue.

She looks down upon herself, noticing the absurd amount of blood on her hands. What has she been doing? She checks over herself, and notices that her clothing is pristine. Not a drop of blood anywhere. While the colours might not suit her tastes(who wears black anyway?), at least she isn’t injured and mucky.

She hears footsteps near the path.

“Hello . . .HELLO! Would you be so kind as to tell me what is going on around here?”

She hears the footsteps scurrying faster.

Out of the shadows they call, “The Mayor’s son has disappeared, his wife-to-be was murdered, they think. They were to be married a few mornings ago, she never arrived. They found a mess at her home, and her parents brutally murdered. I don’t think this is the time, nor the type of night to be out late, my dear, best be going home, while you still can. Weird happenings are always close to this town, the not so Sleepy Hallow.”

The Footsteps sound faster, then go faintly into the night.

She looks at herself again. While the colour seems off, her clothing and adornments do suggest a more formal affair. A familiar sent wafts up from the dried muck on her hands.

She decides to get answers, and starts to weave through the tombstones. She trips over something, lands heavily to the ground, and comes face to face with what is left of a man. Or she things it was a man, given the suit he is wearing.

Most of his neck is savagely torn apart, not leaving much flesh, with the spinal cord glistening in the moonlight. The same scent from her hands assails her, from the dark stain pooling beneath the wound.

Something clicks in her head, and the memories flood in.

“Well, I guess Mama was right after all. I was to lead the life of a spinster, forever alone. She was so surprised about the proposal, when it finally came. Well, I guess it was not meant to be, I think I just ate the Groom.”

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“Oh, I have something on my face? Was it over here, did I get it?”

Vampire Chronicles is a new, rather unknown event, that actually ends tomorrow. If you are in need of a few new things, for all your dark, undeadly dealings, please stop on by while you have the chance. Also, keep a watch out for the next round of the event.

Fantasy Gacha Carnival starts it’s new round in a few days, May 12th to be exact. I am so very excited, this rounds themes were mostly right up my alley, so you will be seeing lots on the blog, in the next little while.

Credits

Hair – The Stringer Mausoleum – Morning Hunt in Deep Drink
Hairbase – Amacci – Hairbase Tattoo V2 in Black Coal
Skin – Tuli – Neve in Tone 0
Eyes – Adoness – Lucus Eyes in Devil
Lashes – Lumae – Longer Eyelashes
Makeup(Bloody Mouth) – Songbird – Messy Eater Absolutely Starving – Item @ Vampire Chronicles
Hands – Slink – Gesture Pose
Nail Appliers – By Snow – Zombie Nails
Bloody Hands – SongBird – There will be Blood – Item @ Vampire Chronicles
Dress – Plastik – Kilian Gown in Goroa/Black Belt – *NEW* @ The Dark Style Fair
Veil – The Annex – Death Becomes Her Headdress in Red – *NEW* Rare Gacha Prize @ Fantasy Gacha Carnival(Opening May 12th)
Facial Piercings – Arise – Line Piercing in Black – *New* @ Fi*Fridays
Earrings – Random Matter – Aridius Earrings in Black Metal/Black Gem – *NEW* Common Gacha Prize @ Fantasy Gacha Carnival(Opening May 12th)
Neck Adornment – no.7 – Wings Couture II with Colourchange Hud – *NEW* @ The Instruments

Pose 1 by !bang
Pose 2 by Marukin

Location – Sleepy Hallow
Windlight – Phototools Moon Light 03

Fantasy Faire 2015 – YoZakura Sim

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The Villagers have all settled down, resting before the festival. The market seems quiet, with blossoms floating in the wind.

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The Blossoms whisper, carrying their secrets to the ears of those able to listen. Something stirs.

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On the hilltop high, some celebrate, unaware of what is brewing below, in the coming night.

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It is suddenly so calm, the ponds lay quiet, reflecting the sky.

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A sentry, with his lone lantern, lights the way, for whom, no one knows.

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Flowers glow, with mystical glow.

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Paper boats with well wishes float along, words twirling, caught by the whispers of the blossoms. Something stirs.

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Strange creatures, from the deep, surface from their sleep, drawn by the currents of power. Something stirs.

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Asleep, hidden, for 1000 years.

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Something stirs.

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On the hilltop high, the lights still twinkle.

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On the hilltop high, only the blossoms move.

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From the cave, where it stirs, out to the sky, where it moves, up on the rock, where it rests, where you see it’s mighty crest.

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Nothing else stirs.

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It speaks to the moon, the trees and the ponds. It blesses the people, whom are it’s charge. It wishes them well, and bids them good night. It looks to the air, and takes to flight.

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What wonders unfold, on Hanami Festival night. What lies beyond the border, what fantasies come to light?

Visit YoZakura – you only have until the 3rd!

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Fantasy Faire 2015 – Glacial Fae Guardian

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In a small cave of the Glacier, underneath the machines and an Northern Lights, a Young Fae seeks knowledge of Unweaver. While it is hard for his type of magic to work here, in this place of little nature, he taps into what he trails he can.

He was on his was to The Gathering, a right of passage for young Fae, when they want to find their place in mound. Now, crossing a mound is normally an instant thing, but during his transition, he got ripped out and dropped into this wintery world. He always had the knowledge that there were different plains, where different creatures lived, such as the Human realms. He never expected to arrive at one while still untried.

For 1000 moons he has been stuck in this frozen place, his own magic taking on elements of the surrounds, infusing it within him, so he could better adapt. With so little Flora to help him regenerate the little magic of his own, he started to tap into the Fauna of the area. This has lead to him acquiring different senses, and after a few years, he now has the ability to speak in animal tongues.

While this all has helped with his survival, it does not help with his situation. He is too young and weak, to bridge into his own world. the closest thing to a mound he has is a little cave of frostshrooms.

What he has gathered from above, in the city below the aurora, is that a very powerful being cast this plain into an ice age. Why, no one seems to know.

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Two separate factions have evolved, lead here by the power of the Aurora, hoping that they can tap into it’s natural source, and find the mystery to unraveling this glacial curse.

There are also talks of Heros, from other dimensions, being a key part to unlocking these lands of it’s heavy binds. Due to this, he has stayed hidden, not wanting to be brought into the midst of the humans. One faction is more akin to his own people, dipping into the shimmering steams of natural magic, but the other, they are more experimentative. Most human cannot see the Fae, unless they want to be seen anyway, but he has stayed cautious, just in case.

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His one small piece of hope is the hearthstone he keeps in a pendant, woven out of the finest mythril by his mother, which was spellforged by his father. When he starts to lose hope, it throbs and glows, warming both him and his soul. The magic of his home will never cease to find him, and one day, he knows he will be reunited. Until then, he will be a silent guardian, keeping the glacier safe, so that the humans can have their time to find answers, no matter how long it takes.

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Credits

Hair – Adoness – Freya in Midnight
Shape, Skin & Mesh Ears- DeLaSoul – Caleb Skin in Ceredil Dark Chameleon – 100% RFL Item from a past Fantasy Faire @ Mainstore
Eyes – Avatar Bizarre – Cheshire Cat Eyes w/Colour Change Hud – Find It @ Fantasy Faire 2015
Lashes – La Sylphide – N/A
Cape, Bracers & Pants – Gypsy Wolf – Barbarian Black – *NEW* @ Fantasy Faire 2015
Boots – Avatar Bizarre – Golbin King Boots w/Materials & Colour Hud – *NEW* @ Fantasy Faire 2015
Necklace & Earrings – Otherskin – Aesculap Jewelry – 100% RFL Item @ Fantasy Faire 2015
Arm Daggers – The Dark Fae – Dragon’s Dagger Bands in Black – *NEW* and at a Reduced Price @ Fantasy Faire 2015

Poses by [LAP]

Location – Fantasy Faire 2015 Aurora Sim