"Of course!" Rennoh put soil into the pots, carefully working in the snapdragons. He was still careful, oddly careful...
It seemed that around him, the plants were already more vibrant, stronger.
Soldan seems to busy gardening, since Spring started and she's bought a few flowers that are in season. A few sunflower seeds planted carefully, some Lavender and Star Liliies to add in.
Once the directions were followed, Soldan would find herself in a triage room at a hospital in Harmonus, specializing in magic and psiionic needs.
A nurse would be quick to Soldan's side to assess her and take her to a cubicle that was sound proofed and darkened until she could be seen.
Soldan was violently trembling on her knees, gripping her left wrist tightly. The left hand was jet black with a dark purple-blue underone and clawed on the fingers. Her shadow magic corruption never lasted this long, and not having the best time dealing with it. It happened before, but this is looking bad.
Stelle straightened, "I thank His Excellency for inviting me." Stelle presented a velvet black drawstring back. "These are for you."
For the Queen,
A necklace crowned with fine diamonds. The gold shimmered with the moon's glow.
For the King, a ring of gold, only this particular ring was different as far as astronomy signs. This one was made for a larger scale of space and time.
"This has where this world is in this universe, and help map skies beyond what you see."
@itisweselton
It had been planned for when the Veil thinned. Stelle embraced Acer, bidding him goodbye.
She was off to Weselton, to finally meet others face to face. She had a suitcase of her things, and a costume for a masquerade ball that she was invited to on behalf of the Duke.
The other case had gifts for the Duke, to show her gratitude. Books of Harmonian tales, maps, gemstones...
She hoped to make a good impression as she went through the doors, to enter the waking world for the first time.
A physician was quick to arrive and take Soldan to a dark room. Pain relievers were already prescribed, and then a treatment that acted similarly to medicines for allergic reactions, but for magic-related ills.
The reclined chair Soldan would be put into was part of a neutral-sensory chamber, allowing her to be properly sensory deprived.
Soldan was violently trembling on her knees, gripping her left wrist tightly. The left hand was jet black with a dark purple-blue underone and clawed on the fingers. Her shadow magic corruption never lasted this long, and not having the best time dealing with it. It happened before, but this is looking bad.
Stelle listened, and then gestured the Duke to follow. "All right... Lone Moon's palace will change in its paths, depending on the paths you take. I can help you interpret what is seen, Your Excellency"
The Lone Moon was lustrous in its ocean of sky. Stelle stood at a long pool of still water, gazing into the deep blue. Gilded fish swam about, some bobbing up at the surface.
The Pierrot Troll picked up an ivory dish, laden with pellets. She tossed pellets to the water, watching as the lazy fish sprang to life.
It was lonely here. Were there Dreamers out to see her?
All of the official promotional pieces/cover art I’ve done for the game(s), no logo version this time on Act 2′s. Everyone asks why is xefros so nervous? Who is he looking at? Well… hmm. I do wonder!
Homestuck OC rp blog. Independent and canon divergent. By the-composite-doll
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