LUVENA
She had not graced the Vitreus lake since she had stumbled along its edges with Gareth. Her memory of the time was foggy, blurred by fever and exhaustion, though she remembered waking up in his cabin after, her mind finally cleared enough to think. She had thanked, and promised that if he ever needed a favor she would be on standby. She found that this was a place she often wandered, when she needed to clear her mind.
She could peer into the lake, and watch dull turquoise eyes peer back at her. She could still remember a brief time when they had been full of light, and life, a warm glow emanating from within, shining just through them. These days they were quiet, and soft, yet still every emotion danced across their surface, plain for all to see. Even though they were often sunken with exhaustion, nothing dampened the flicker of life behind them.
She walked to join the other woman who had made the lake her home for the night, drawing up beside her she peered into the crystal clear water. The reflection that stared back at her was her own, but a reflection from a different time. One that held two crystalline horns, and long shining tresses. It was an illusion both cruel and hopeful, and she was quick to look away from it.
She turned to the woman, graceful and lithe, and stunning under Denocte’s strong moonlight. She seemed ethereal, not of this world, and everything about her screamed of mystery. “Soon this lake will freeze over, and so two will these reflections” she remarked, before introducing herself. “Luvena. And you?”
@Cerridwen
tried to match the mysterious vibes but you certainly pull it off better
She could peer into the lake, and watch dull turquoise eyes peer back at her. She could still remember a brief time when they had been full of light, and life, a warm glow emanating from within, shining just through them. These days they were quiet, and soft, yet still every emotion danced across their surface, plain for all to see. Even though they were often sunken with exhaustion, nothing dampened the flicker of life behind them.
She walked to join the other woman who had made the lake her home for the night, drawing up beside her she peered into the crystal clear water. The reflection that stared back at her was her own, but a reflection from a different time. One that held two crystalline horns, and long shining tresses. It was an illusion both cruel and hopeful, and she was quick to look away from it.
She turned to the woman, graceful and lithe, and stunning under Denocte’s strong moonlight. She seemed ethereal, not of this world, and everything about her screamed of mystery. “Soon this lake will freeze over, and so two will these reflections” she remarked, before introducing herself. “Luvena. And you?”
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tried to match the mysterious vibes but you certainly pull it off better
"speech"
usually it starts
with a nightmare,
some sordid dream
that creeps in on a
saccharine song,
souring as it hits its peak.
with a nightmare,
some sordid dream
that creeps in on a
saccharine song,
souring as it hits its peak.
