Encounter with a Night Fae

I had never seen one of her kind before. Night fae hid from light, and we humans gather around it like insects begging for warmth and salvation. So, when I stumbled upon her in the forest which stretched out from the backdoor of my own home, I was startled. I did not know they settled so closely to my home. And in the depths of the darkness that closed around the whole forest, I distrusted my very own eyes. Even I know that human eyes are fickle things, only capable of seeing what they wish to see.

Her skin looked like the thick smoke that billowed from chimneys above the cabins in our town, simultaneously dark and luminous, as it hung placid in the winter air. Translucent wings twitched, luminescence glowing from within and casting a strange aura around her cinereous skin.

Eyes, undaunted by my sudden appearance in the dark landscape, looked towards me. It felt as if they sought me out, grasped at the edges of my soul to determine my virtue, or lack thereof. I do not know if her eyes emanated the same glow which cast itself about from her wings, or if it was a reflection of the magic which she contained in the palm of her hand. The magic remained steady, lighting up her face which seems soft and kind but somehow distant, even as she stared at me with those cerulean eyes which tugged at my thoughts. Her mere gaze felt like an invasion, but it was difficult to concentrate as the glow of magic in her palm grew, pulsing and oscillating. It drew me in, captured me as I stood transfixed before the beautiful, delicate creature.

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Bloglings! How I have missed you! A couple weeks ago, Muse was finally returned to me. The account was fixed. Linden Labs told me that she had an inventory bug, but it has now been resolved. It is a bit strange how accustomed and comfortable one becomes with a chosen identity. And it was so bizarre not having her around. I have spent the last couple weeks getting reacquainted with her inventory. I don’t remember all the new things I had purchased or where I had left off. I have also been really attempting to purge things. My inventory went from 130K to 93K, I would like to get lower and will be working on that.

So, while doing that, I updated my drow fairy. Nothing in this photo is particularly new, but they are things I love, and I just wanted to take a quick snap of the avatar.

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The skin here is from Alterego. They make some of my favorite fantasy skins right now. If you’re interested, please demo the skins. The faces are much lighter than the body and this can look a bit strange, if you aren’t accustomed to it. This is how the skins were intended, they blend together beautifully from the body to the head.

The wings are from Amalgamation and are some of my favorite fae wings. I may be biased because my best friends created them, but they are beautiful and come with so many options, including animations.I wanted to show a quick gif of them here, since I haven’t done that before. The animation is a bit quicker in world, was lagging a bit due to the recording.

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Professor Wiltshire and his wife, the engineer. – We Love Roleplay and The Mix Event

By all appearances, they shouldn’t have been together.

His English was painstakingly proper. Each syllable was enunciated distinctly, and that precision came with a strange ease of comfort from familiarity. This same precision and comfort repeated itself in every aspect of his life. His movements, the manner of his dress, the way he ate a meal – all followed the manner of his speech – that odd combination of exactitude conjoined with ease from a lifetime of presenting himself this way. His words and his movements were moderated and slow.

But her words were broken. Sentences flittered out of her mouth rife with slang and words contracted and shortened with a quick tongue. Often her sentences were punctuated with giggles or a word that made the professor blush. She also blushed, but not at the profanities that escaped her lips when frustrated with another machine that refused to do as she commanded. She carried a wrench like a sceptre and dared her machines to disobey her orders. And they did dare. It was their daring which showed in long rivulets of oil that dripped down her legs and arms. It was their daring which splattered across her face and caught in her hair in clumps. Her movements also emulated her speech – quick, angular, and often incomplete.

To be sure, they were a strange combination, but they leaned into each other. Their styles complemented each other, made them an efficient and rigorous combination, which reflected in their work life, but also their private life. Their intimacy was one of respect, an understanding that each brought something the other needed.

Professor Wiltshire and his wife, the engineer.    A very dear friend of mine from a small store called Amalgamation created some steampunk goggles that are rich in detail, and he needed some photos. Thus, a steampunk post was borne. Yes, thus! xD

I love decorating with books and scattering them around my parcel. So, I was pretty ecsatic about the Literati set released by Stormwind at WLRP this round. There are many different configurations of stacks and piles, and vertical groups and single pieces. And each of these configurations is texture changeable with the HUD.

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Also released at WLRP, is this incredibly detailed stimstick by NOMAD. Each color comes with two versions. One version has the steampunkish cogs, the other is a bit simpler in design.

Professor Wiltshire's wife, the engineer.
The Mix also started a new round. The Mix is an event where you pick up a HUD and it lists all the stores that are participating that round. Each store is color coded to show if it has a sale item, a new release, or an exclusive item. Valentina E released an exclusive color of this Hand Me Down Ballet Dress. More details for The Mix and how to get the HUD are here.

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