A Selfish Post? Maybe.

Today I am sharing an image I took this past week of an outfit and someankle boots I worked on as I try to recreate my store, and actually do...

Quiet Day

Sometimes you just need a quiet day to sit and reflect.

Blue

The day the world stopped spinning.

Real Talk: Lymphedema

Anarya's Story

I....Am A Librarian

A Return Attempt Is Made.

Tuesday, April 2, 2019

Cowboy Take Me Away

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     Admittedly, I am not actually a huge country music fan, which is apparently strange for someone that lives in the Southeast of the US. Oddly enough, that genre appears to be my stronger suit when it comes to singing. Go figure. I just saw all of this in my inventory one day and felt inspired to mess around in Photoshop and (badly) put together another image of myself superimposed over a background after I couldn't find an adequate sim that felt country enough to me or had the fencing I was looking for to stand in front of. If I missed a sim that would have worked, well...oops. Maybe next time.

     I was able to figure out a little short story to write up to go along with the image this time, sadly, so here's the image and the credits!

The credits:
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Wednesday, March 20, 2019

Among the Trees

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        The breeze gently stirred the leaves lying loose on the ground in a lazy dance, and she placed the candles on the aging altar. For centuries, her family had preserved this place for solitary practice and reflection, and she certainly needed that now. As she stared at the candles, the wicks began to smoke and slowly light, the flames flickering against the breeze. Drawing in a breath, she closed her eyes and held her hands aloft, letting her breath release through her nose, and drew in the breath again, slowly as she focused her energy from her core, visualizing pushing it outward, up her chest and through to her arms. The warmth, the tingling was exhilarating just as it was her first time. There was something soothing about the energy, the raw power surging over and through her body as she formed the image in her mind of the formation of a blue glow along her fingers and palm, taking on the shape of a ball...one hand, then the other. Finally exhaling through her mouth rather than her nose, she opened her eyes and let them adjust to the growing darkness before her, faintly illuminated by the candles and glow from her hands that steadily rose, growing as she released more energy. Lips parting, she spoke what was in her heart, and her troubles, willing ancestors and the collective powers that watched over her to communicate, seeking their wisdom and strength from beyond.

    The rumble of thunder rolled overhead, and she felt the first drops of cool, soothing rain on her upturned face..a gentle caress that brought a smile. As the wind picked up, she heard voices of the past whisper around her, and the candle flames danced in protest, joined by the shadow dancers that seemed to be among the trees. Dropping her chin, she stopped speaking, letting the euphony reach her ears as it swelled around her. The power floating above her hands pulsated, providing a low hum amongst the voices, and as the glow grew brighter from the gathering energy surrounding her, she dropped her hands, letting it float. Slowly, the twin balls of light began to encircle her, the pace increasing with each passing, becoming a blur of light around her, and then as the voices reached their climax, the power surged forth with an increasing hum and light that rivaled lightning, marking the trees in its path with a near bio-luminescence before leaving her in darkness as the candles were snuffed out. "Thank you," she whispered as the final voices faded away, lost in the rumbling thunder and pattering of rain. She had her answers, now...she could only hope she was strong enough to carry them out.
    

The credits:
  • Bento Mesh Head: CATWA HEAD Catya v3.2 {Catwa Clip}
  • Skin: Glam Affair - Moana - Catwa Mesh Head Applier - Asia {Aida Ewing}
  • Dress: =Zenith=High Elf Queen Gown (Black) -Maitreya {Miffyhoi Rosca}
  • Hair: TRUTH / Gwen {Truth Hawks}
  • Mesh Body: Maitreya Mesh Body - Lara {Onyx LeShelle}
  • Eyes: AG. Ada Eyes - Blue / Green {Kendra Parfort}
  • Pose: {Co*Motion} The Unkindness {Krista Darbyshire} (Store appears to be gone.)
  • Part of Another Pose Used: IOS Magic Spheres Pose {Katia Millet}
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Monday, March 18, 2019

2938: Escape From Astraeus Station

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    She peered around the corner, looking down the corridor. One, two, three....four. Shit. Ducking back out of sight, she brought her hand to rest on the light saber at her side. "Where are you," she hissed in a low tone. The sound of lasers echoed in her earpiece, followed by Altyn snapping at her that they were under heavy fire outside the escape pods. Great. Squaring her shoulders, she unsheathed the saber and peered around the corner again. Seven. Well, this just gets better and better.

    Here goes nothing...
She stepped from her hiding spot, and the armored men turned to look at her, reaching quickly for their weapons. A cry arisen, those with sabers started for her, and the ones with guns opened fire. Tuck and roll. She went down, rolling to dodge bullets, and her shoulders pressed to the floor, using momentum to push herself up, and the saber drew out, the faint blue glow illuminating the hall around her. Slashing at the air, she deflected lasers firing her way, dodging those she missed with a spin, and met her fellow saber-wielders with an echoing crackle, pushing back against one, a leg kicking out to knock another back.

   In her ear, she heard the continued battle for the escape pods, and she fought back harder, stepping back with a twirl of her saber before rushing forward, intent on taking down all in her path. One way or another, she would get to her people so they could all escape.



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