Doth the Fay
The water flies
buckles tight
Fairy fair
I like to dress comfortably to run around for my last minute shopping. But finally I just have to stop and breathe ... and look at something beautiful. This year while I was running around I stumbled across a fabulous group of holiday displays over at the Happy Mood sim. Made my day.
My last post I showed the Curio Christmas Gift Skin but I wanted you to see my favorite. This is more lipgloss than I usually wear :) but now I imagine my lips taste like one of those cherry roll on glosses *mmm* ... And yes honey that is Mistletoe.
Okay just one more headshot so you can see the elaborate braids. This hair comes with two versions in one package. The other hair takes one of the big braids down and loops it around the front of your neck. That version is also very pretty but I had a hard time getting a good picture because it didn't look right with my animations.
Okay a candid of me staring at the Christmas tree and falling snow. Can I just stand here a while and meditate?
I love snowglobes. Haven't you ever wished that you could go inside the tiny world of a snowglobe? Now you can! And I only showed you one so the others would still be a surprise. Ho Ho Ho.
In better times I would never have walked into this part of town to look for work. Today I am more pragmatic. *laughs* Time to swallow my pride. The opera isn't hiring, and I have bills to pay.
The acoustics on this stage are poor but I'll have to show them that I can carry a show. Mama always said Honey, never let them see your nerves.
Now this part is easy. From this spot I can seduce the whole room with a song. Where's the piano man?
The audition was long, the manager demanding and full of innuendo, and I am going home late. But my lipstick is not smeared. The seams of my stockings are perfectly straight, and this coat cleaned up well. He gave me the job cause he thinks I am classy but not too classy to give him the time. He'll find out his mistake later.
Time for this songbird to fly away out of trouble. This part of town is dodgy at night.
Waiting for my honey at the turnstile ... it's raining outside or I'd rather walk.
Here he comes ...
If we hurry we don't have to miss the next train.
I went for another tramp through Spellbound Woods today and as it started to get dark I headed to the top of the next hill to watch the sun set. I pushed through a patch of tangled branches to get to the top and stopped to catch my breath. It's colder than I thought. Maybe I should have worn a coat.
But it's so beautiful, maybe I'll just sit here a while.
snowballs and sleighbells and
big boots and earmuffs and
The battle was vicious and I broke my sword early in the evening. My blade was useless, I threw it aside and fought with magick. Even as sorceress and commander I barely survived.
All night long we fought for control of these stone walls and finally drove them up into the towers. The last few jumped from the parapets when it became clear that I would show them no mercy. As they fell they cursed me and this place.
After the battle was over and the remains cleared away, I threw open the gate and watched the sun rise from the front steps.
I have looked into the Stone of Vision and seen the farthest ends of this ancient kingdom, all the way to the shores of the sea. I shall rebuild it and enlarge its borders into the barbaric wilderness.
The throne is mine.
In my dreams I can fly. I see myself able to climb with these wings up to the highest level of the City. The beautiful upper buildings seem to hover over the dirt below, daring gravity to have the hubris to pull them down. But inevitably I go back down to wander in the the streets below, the ones I know in real life. Perhaps I do not know enough about the shining buildings overhead to dream about them for long. I can't even imagine what they look like on the inside.
My bird self walks into the buildings on the ground level, claws clicking on the pavement.
I must have stared at this paper unicorn for several minutes. Where have I seen it before?
I didn't know that a dream could last long enough to explore a whole city. I wandered through its several levels, above and below, flying or walking on catwalks. Most of it was dark and lifeless, the public streets commercial, without any sign of warmth or friendship.
If this city has a redeeming point I suppose it must be the art. I found several collections: some landscapes placed openly behind gallery doors, more visceral works tucked into odd corners. It was fascinating, but hard to understand ... what does it mean? (There was a literal barrier here, placed between me and the paintings ... )
Below in the Underground, I found the art more streetwise. Now this I understand. This street artist painted beauty back into his life ... reclaiming the lost sky and sun, with a whimsical beach and even an umbrella to protect himself from sunburn. Gotta love the dark humor here.
"Thou wast all that to me, love,
Ah, dream too bright to last!
Quoting these lines of morbid poetry, they say she went to walk, disregarding all protestations of the unsuitability of the weather. Indeed it was a dark and stormy night, but the sleety showering rain could not keep her within doors.
A tradesman saw her standing soaking wet at the cliffside as he hurried for the hostel gate. He merely shrugged. "Nutter" he muttered.
autumn so brief
Who knows what lives under the sea? ... Could be anything down there.
Just as I was turning around, mentally mumbling, something flashed by me in the water and frightened me. It was big, passing so close I could feel the hairs on my arms stand on end. I thought there weren't supposed to be sharks in this water! Before I could get a real look at it, it disappeared into some sea weeds.
Took a minute to pick up my jaw off the sand and then swam around the outside of the seaweed bed and peer in. I didn't have the nerve to go in.
Some days don't you need to just take a mental health moment? I think I'll just close my eyes and sit here a while. Actually bunnies make pretty good therapists I've found.
Okay some moments take longer than others.
Well, I had planned to wear the Loco Pocos Skeleton Avatar and the Orange KatatOnik Dollie Dress. It was late and I was the only one there.
I really did like this haunted house. This one was, well, the grossest. The Art Maze Haunted House was great fun too: it had puzzles and pieces you had to find, and some very nice treat bags all over the house to find too. I intended to show you some of their prizes too but, you know what they say about plans ... :)
This was the one place in the house that made me jump. There were all kinds of gross abbatoir sights, bloodspatter etc. that doesn't rattle me, but this guy startled me as he suddenly popped out of the wall. Sweet.