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flower through disarray - Pandora - 06-26-2018
♙ p a n d o r a ♙
we're never done with killing time
can I kill it with you?
In a strictly technical sense, Pandora had the feeling that she wasn’t really supposed to be there – Terrastella wasn’t her Court, after all. However, she knew that Dusk and Dawn were on friendly terms, and she was a wanderer by heart besides, impossible to pin down in one place or another. Delumine, with its stuffy (though sometimes intriguing) scholars and seemingly-endless rows of bookshelves (Also sometimes intriguing, but not as interactive as she liked; she was very much the type who valued experience before research.) couldn’t keep her contained for long if they tried. With that in mind, she’d departed the wildflower meadows and verdant reaches that were her temporary home and set out for strange, almost-mystical (if stories were to be believed) wilderness that was Terrastella. She hadn’t had a clue what she intended to do when she arrived, but there wasn’t much fun to be found in planning, and, considering that she was living on limited time, now, she intended to wring every ounce of joy out of the lifespan she had left.
With that in mind, she arrived in a sea of green.
The meadow was massive – a vast expanse that stretched out all along the horizon in every direction, as far as the eye could see. It wasn’t like the great stretches of wildflowers that seemed ever-present in Delumine, and it was far less colorful, but she thought that the almost unnatural uniformity of the green, the sheer, overwhelming, endlessness of it all was invigoratingly beautiful in and of itself. (For a moment, anyways. For a moment, she could feel like it was a place that was completely new, completely unknown - but she’d seen seas of green before, endless fields of grass. She had to savor that one moment, drag it out like a piece of chocolate and make it last. Even so, it was gone in a blink, and suddenly she saw all the places that she had ever been before in some great collage, falling into place in front of her like the pieces of a puzzle. Nowhere she went, it seemed, was really new, and she heaved a sigh at the thought. The only interesting things that were left for her to discover were people, and they could be ever so troublesome. So temporary- but she was temporary too, now.) She strode out into the grasses, the tips of their blades almost high enough to brush against her stomach, and simply stood, allowing her eyes to flicker to a close. The cool breeze blew through her coat, ruffling the vibrant red-orange of her tail and sending it to dance behind her like a flame, and the sun beat down on her golden scales, sending waves of heat running up her spine.
It was nice. Comfortable, even – and that was what most of life seemed to be. Tepid. Warm.
(But she liked it hot.)
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tags | @Fiona
notes | as promised <3
we're never done with killing time
can I kill it with you?
In a strictly technical sense, Pandora had the feeling that she wasn’t really supposed to be there – Terrastella wasn’t her Court, after all. However, she knew that Dusk and Dawn were on friendly terms, and she was a wanderer by heart besides, impossible to pin down in one place or another. Delumine, with its stuffy (though sometimes intriguing) scholars and seemingly-endless rows of bookshelves (Also sometimes intriguing, but not as interactive as she liked; she was very much the type who valued experience before research.) couldn’t keep her contained for long if they tried. With that in mind, she’d departed the wildflower meadows and verdant reaches that were her temporary home and set out for strange, almost-mystical (if stories were to be believed) wilderness that was Terrastella. She hadn’t had a clue what she intended to do when she arrived, but there wasn’t much fun to be found in planning, and, considering that she was living on limited time, now, she intended to wring every ounce of joy out of the lifespan she had left.
With that in mind, she arrived in a sea of green.
The meadow was massive – a vast expanse that stretched out all along the horizon in every direction, as far as the eye could see. It wasn’t like the great stretches of wildflowers that seemed ever-present in Delumine, and it was far less colorful, but she thought that the almost unnatural uniformity of the green, the sheer, overwhelming, endlessness of it all was invigoratingly beautiful in and of itself. (For a moment, anyways. For a moment, she could feel like it was a place that was completely new, completely unknown - but she’d seen seas of green before, endless fields of grass. She had to savor that one moment, drag it out like a piece of chocolate and make it last. Even so, it was gone in a blink, and suddenly she saw all the places that she had ever been before in some great collage, falling into place in front of her like the pieces of a puzzle. Nowhere she went, it seemed, was really new, and she heaved a sigh at the thought. The only interesting things that were left for her to discover were people, and they could be ever so troublesome. So temporary- but she was temporary too, now.) She strode out into the grasses, the tips of their blades almost high enough to brush against her stomach, and simply stood, allowing her eyes to flicker to a close. The cool breeze blew through her coat, ruffling the vibrant red-orange of her tail and sending it to dance behind her like a flame, and the sun beat down on her golden scales, sending waves of heat running up her spine.
It was nice. Comfortable, even – and that was what most of life seemed to be. Tepid. Warm.
(But she liked it hot.)
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tags | @Fiona
notes | as promised <3
RE: flower through disarray - Fiona - 09-04-2018
Fiona had risen early and made her way out of the court and to Susurro Fields in the pre-dawn light. She had come to draw the sunrise, a phenomenon which many maybe took for granted, dozing on until the sky was pale and blue. But the lavender and ivory girl knew there was such a small span of time to really see its true beauty, and when that sun slipped up over the horizon—incredibly bright for those short moments—Fiona knew that her, her court and all of the world had been gifted with another day.
She'd set to work with a large board and a medium she didn't work with often: pastels. Fiona wanted to capture the sunrise in all its bright and colorful beauty, and her usual inks and graphite wouldn't give it the life she sought. Soon strokes filled the canvas, bold and unfailing, until the dawn passed. Under the early morning sun, Fiona made a few final touches and in the peace and the quiet, she eventually dozed off without trying to.
When she woke her lashes fluttered against the sunshine, now much stronger, and her skin was sun-kissed and warm. After a moment her eyes popped open and she thought she should probably make her way back to the court. Fiona gathered her things, packing them carefully back into the bag she tended to carry with her on her excursions. As she stood in the long, waving grass, the flower girl noticed she was not alone. Though she had fallen asleep only a short distance away, she couldn't be sure whether she'd been spotted. Unable to pass up a chance to meet someone new, Fiona approached the stranger with a smile poised on her face.
@Pandora it's so late I'm sorry aah