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Torrential downpours cause localized flooding and many upset cats. Along with these frequent rain, from gentle drizzles to heavy rainfall, there seems to be a flux of Magicka drawn in particular to water sources. Occasional jet streams of warm air make narrower tunnels harder to navigate. On occasion, the rain intensifies, becoming howling storms with sleet or large hail. However, the temperatures overall are a little warmer, with snow and ice in temperate caves somewhat receding.
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Apr 19 2020, 04:29 PM (This post was last modified: Apr 19 2020, 04:33 PM by Attikias.)
He paused at the mention of another name. Dip..? "I... Don't look like anyone-" Brief worry snapped his mind to Astraea's words. This wasn't someone imposing their facts on him, though, not like that being from before that insisted on performing magic on him (what was their name again? hm). It was an honest remark, and he tried so hard not to stare.
Was Dip trying to cover her past like Astraea? But Azure had moved on, gave her name, and seemed to try and excuse herself, and Attikias could feel himself puffing up with self-righteous emotions. 'Hold on. Don't get defensive,' his mind pleaded. 'Too late,' his soul responded. His mouth opened to nearly interrogate, but Azure pointed out the gift and drew himself away from the thought of others like him around. Even Vivilene went to her. Vivilene... One of the few beings like him, and then he found out there were more?
He gave a soft laugh with nervous undertones. "Sorry, I- Don't think I've ever heard anyone say I looked like anyone but my family." He made to approach slowly, hands out as he reset his emotions yet again to one of friendly open-mindedness. "Vivi, you did thank her for the nice gift, right?"
He paused at the mention of another name. Dip..? "I... Don't look like anyone-" Brief worry snapped his mind to Astraea's words. This wasn't someone imposing their facts on him, though, not like that being from before that insisted on performing magic on him (what was their name again? hm). It was an honest remark, and he tried so hard not to stare.
Was Dip trying to cover her past like Astraea? But Azure had moved on, gave her name, and seemed to try and excuse herself, and Attikias could feel himself puffing up with self-righteous emotions. 'Hold on. Don't get defensive,' his mind pleaded. 'Too late,' his soul responded. His mouth opened to nearly interrogate, but Azure pointed out the gift and drew himself away from the thought of others like him around. Even Vivilene went to her. Vivilene... One of the few beings like him, and then he found out there were more?
He gave a soft laugh with nervous undertones. "Sorry, I- Don't think I've ever heard anyone say I looked like anyone but my family." He made to approach slowly, hands out as he reset his emotions yet again to one of friendly open-mindedness. "Vivi, you did thank her for the nice gift, right?"
Apr 20 2020, 01:11 AM (This post was last modified: Apr 24 2020, 08:01 PM by Asimona.)
Asimona had, in fact, heard the call and had responded back with an ear-shattering roar of her own before taking off from her nest in Pisces. She hadn't seen her children in a while and even if it meant having to cope with the heat in Monoceros, she would be happy to see the whole family again. And Dread, as well - their opposing habitats didn't make meetings a very frequent occasion.
She soared over the winds, letting them hold her high on the air before folding her wings in a bit, dropping down as Dread's den came into sight - not that she needed sight, his roaring was loud enough to be heard from the entrance to the caves. A few feet off the ground she folded her wings in and reached forward, catching herself in her fall with a booming thud. She lifted her head. "It's good to see you, Dread," she rumbled.
By the caves, this room was sweltering. In the air was bad enough but now that the winds weren't cooling off her skin, she was beginning to overheat. She immediately began cooling the air around her body until she was at least not dying, eyeing the food in front of Dread. "For me as well?"
Apr 27 2020, 11:23 AM (This post was last modified: Apr 27 2020, 05:08 PM by Jayberry.)
Today, the sky saved my life
caught between smoked rum and cornflower. Today, there is a color I can’t name cruising past
the backdoor – it is the idea of color.
Cloudscapes evaporate like love songs
across lost islands, each a small bit coin of thought.
Today, I am alive and this is a good thing—
clams in the half shell, a lemon rosemary tart.
I live in the day and the day lives past me.
If I could draw a map of the hours, a long
horizon would travel on indefinitely ~ a green, backlit thread.
The sky? It is never the same – it is sour milk
and whipped cream, a sketchbook and flour-dusted jeans. Today, I am in love with the sky.
It doesn’t care if my father is dead,
or that I live by myself with his Masonic watch.
I sew time with my mother’s button jar.
I’ve improvised my life ~ let the sky pull the strings.
Tonight, I will borrow the golden ladder from the orchard,
travel from this sphere into the next and expunge
the leftover sadness of the hemispheres, to move beyond
the beyond which is here, present, alive in this hyacinth room;
time leaps over itself, after and out of the tangled past
over shadows of weather falling across a back window~
to forgive one another; to try once more to live it right.
Apr 27 2020, 03:13 PM (This post was last modified: Apr 27 2020, 05:05 PM by Jayberry.)
Does the road wind up-hill all the way?
Yes, to the very end.
Will the day’s journey take the whole long day?
From morn to night, my friend.
But is there for the night a resting-place?
A roof for when the slow dark hours begin.
May not the darkness hide it from my face?
You cannot miss that inn.
Shall I meet other wayfarers at night?
Those who have gone before.
Then must I knock, or call when just in sight?
They will not keep you standing at that door.
Shall I find comfort, travel-sore and weak?
Of labour you shall find the sum.
Will there be beds for me and all who seek?
Yea, beds for all who come.
