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Forest Daughter’s Strange Day

On one sunny autumn day one of the Forest Daughters heard a peculiar sound. She wasn’t quite certain what it was, if it came up from the trees or down from the grass, or possibly the embrace of the bushes. It sounded a bit like hedgehog snuffling mixed with busy conversation. “You go!” “No, you!” “Don’t drop it!” “I get to press the button!” “You goooo!” After some slow turns of her branches, she heard a voice. “Excuse me, pritti tree lady. Parrr-don. Could you possibly pick me up for a moment?” A white fluffy creature hopped out from the undergrowth and the Forest Daughter leaned down to pick him up. For a moment he just wiggled his nose at her. Then there was a flash of light, a cheer of small voices and the bunling hopped down with a quick “thank-youuu!” and was gone.  He was followed by a strange line of squirrels and an otter balancing a camera on his head.Read the restnewfriend2bs


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The Memory of the Sea

Each pearl is a memory. Some are sparks of joy, leaping within the waves, meeting new friends, swimming in sunlight. Some hold sorrow, carry moments of loss, loneliness, despair. They form within the Sea as all its children experience life. They form within the Sea and the Sea never forgets.
We bear them for her, we beings of starlight and waves, foam and eternity. The pearls wrap around us, moment by moment, heartbeat by heartbeat. We carry the life of the Sea in all its rich beauty, we laugh with dolphins, we weep with whales, we remember the brief flashes of light before the darkness descends, we treasure the long years of turtles, we feel it all.
The Sea is alive, and she never forgets.  Scene: 
Cerridwen’s Cauldron – Water Underbrush V2*
Fallen Gods Inc. – Odyssey’s Oracle & Pearls Shelled on Stand* Body:
Skin: Fallen Gods Inc. – Sidera Laguna PG*
Eyes: Fallen Gods Inc. – Glowing Eyes*
Hair: Exile – Liaison at Collabor88
Mesh: Maitreya Lara body & Slink hands & feet Outfit:
Jewel Harness: !dM deviousMind – Lola La Riche* at Genre
Bracelets: Mandala – Pearl Rain Bracelets
Sparkly Auras: Cole’s Corner – Cosmic Consciousness Aura (Serenity) & Heat Wave (Mana Burn)* Poses:
!bang – Taurus 5
(marukin) [automatism] edge of the swallow’s nest
..::Vibe::..… Read the restpearlmemories1cs

The Mittens Visit Wizard Whiskers

“Is this the right path to the wizard?” The voice was soft and curious and only a little bit nervous. “Yas,” another voice responded. “Lookit, a lantern guardian bun, just like Madame Miu said.” “Please help us, o Mighty Wizard Whiskers. Flufftail has been turned into a hooman!” “She’s now all mute, makes just weird gibberish sounds ‘n tries to walk on her hindpaws all the time.” “She’s even started wearing other animals’ skins on herself! It’s so gruesome that we don’t know what to do!” Wizard Whiskers did not say a word, simply nodded slowly and glowing strands of sparkles picked the hooman up to twirl her in the air until all the Mittens could see was glittering lights. Then they heard a soft thump as something considerably smaller and fluffier landed on her four white paws. “‘n that’s how we got our sister back and learned not to play with cursed red ribbons.Read the restfourfelines1as

Borrowed Mane in the Summer Rain

After hearing about Wigs for Kids, Bunling That Knows Letters wanted to show that one can look simply fabulous by using a borrowed mane — even if the summer rain gets it in your eyes.  A quick picture for Hair Fair Photo Contest 2016 with the theme Whatever the Weather. In this particular case, a warm summer rain that threatens to flop the fancy wig the bunling is wearing. Hair: Tram – E817 hair jetblack
Skin: Pink Fuel – Doll V2 Crystal
Eyes: Poetic Colors – Frozen Silver Bright
Dress: =Zenith= Muted Coven Dress (Milk)
Mesh: Maitreya Lara Body & Slink Hands
Umbrella: ++NODe++ Lotus Umbrella
Bunling: !Ohmai – Mochi Bunny
Pose: !bang – Optimistic 5 (umbrella-pose & animare-modified)


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Training for the Pingu Olympics

The Pingu Olympics are approaching, but it’s too hot to train. The blazing daystar threatens to melt the whole support and fan camp, too, but fortunately the Drink Delivery Doggies excel at their job! Some brave souls still practice challenging summer sports with amazing skill, precision and determination. Pingu Olympics are a serious matter, no sudden heat wave will disturb the training routine! It’s also important to stay well hydrated and nourished, summery noms and personal bathing helper are a must for any pingathlete aiming for improvement.  With enough practice and stubborn sisu, even a pingu can learn to fly! …at least the few centimeters before the splash, but it still counts! The Arcade is open again and provides hours of amusement if you’re fond of silly critters like I am. Each pingu comes with a piece of furniture, an effector, and they are scripted to interact with them, padding, hopping and flying all over between various pieces, just like piccoli do, which made them my must-have-them-all collection of this round.… Read the restbeachparty2bs

The Gods of Sand, Stone and Gold

There is a place within the Fairelands made out of sand, stone and gold. It glows under the blazing sun, lazy breeze bringing in scents from the desert. Sand swirls in patterns against the columns, an embrace of hot air surrounding the ancient stone, brushing against the hieroglyphs as to write its own story. Gods form out of the heat: gods of black marble and gold, gods of desert and river, gods of life and death. They stand guard against the disruptions of time, their stone shapes wrapped in eternity. There is a place within the Fairelands called The Golden Delta. Won’t you come over and visit? Fantasy Faire is still open this weekend, Sunday is the last official day. If you haven’t yet visited, it’s time to go! Scene: The Golden Delta in Fantasy Faire Skin: Fallen Gods Inc. – Gold PG Scales* in FF The Golden Delta
Loin Cloth & Headdress part of the Gold Skin Pack.
Eyeliner: Fallen Gods Inc. – Soul Markers Simple Egyptian Khol
Mesh: Maitreya Lara Body & Slink Hands/Feet
Hair: Wasabi Pills – Cleo* in FF The Golden Delta
Eyes: IKON – Immortal Eyes Parchment
Collar: The Forge – Pearl Collar in FF Dangarnon
Necklace: Empyrean Forge – Arcadia in FF Serenity
Anklets: Bliensen + MaiTai – Dreki* in FF Lucentia
Particles: Cole’s Corner – Sea Sorcery (Fire)* in FF Lucentia Poses: {NanTra} Eternal Beauty 3 & 6 | Kirin – December Pose 5 & 2


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The Other Depths


There are strange creatures swimming in the depths of OtherWorld. Creatures born as colourful as the world around them, camouflaged within the plants, breathing in same bubbles of magic as the plants fluttering within the currents. They form symbiotic relationships with other creatures, embraces of friendship and support, each lending strength to another in ways the other does not possess. They do not garden, they nurture. For them life flows in one stream that each brings something unique to, for them there is no separation of self from the world, for them they are all one. For them all is life. If you have not yet visited Fantasy Faire, it’s high time! If you happen to be a mer-creature, I warmly recommend the seas of OtherWorld for you. Scene: OtherWorld in Fantasy Faire
Tube Sponge Set & Eggplant Set* new releases by Cerridwen’s Cauldron, in FF OtherWorld Skin: .:Soul:. Gen2 F – Ranitomeya – [FF2016]*  in FF Blackmoor
Hair: Wasabi Pills – Kai* in FF The Golden Delta
Mesh: Maitreya Lara Body, Slink Hands & Feet, Logo Alex Head, .:Soul:.… Read the restotherdepths3bs

The Secrets of Fae Magic

“Let me tell you a secret,” the lavender fae whispered. “Let me tell you how we fae fly.” She paused, taking to air without as much as a flicker of her petal-covered wings. “The wings have nothing to do with it. Not anymore.” “We fae can draw in ambient energies of imagination, we breathe it in, sense it in our surroundings like sunlight on skin. Just like daystar warms us, imagination and inspiration give us power.” “We channel it and transform it into magic of another kind, of lights and music, of flight and sparkles, and most importantly; we channel it into dance. We laugh, dance, fly, live. They are the same.” There’s no better place to learn to fly and dance than the Fairelands. Fantasy Faire invites you to indulge and experiment with transformations, with magic of inspiration and imagination. Scene: Lucentia in Fantasy Faire Body:
Skin: Pink Fuel – Doll v2 Crystal Pure (blkbrow)
Eyes: IKON – Immortal Eyes Passion
Hair: .Olive.… Read the restsparklefae3bs

Unicorn Knights, the Protectors of the Fairelands

It is a sacred duty to protect the Fairelands, one that all the Unicorn Knights share. For this purpose they are given the Armor of Resilience, the Shield of Strength and the Sword of Hope. In the Fairelands the Darkness has visible forms, ones that a skilled knight may defeat should her belief in her cause and her trust in her companions be strong enough. The unicorns travel with them, not as war mounts, but as friends. Their magic aids the knights, reminding them that even in the parts of the Fairelands where all hope seems lost one can find it from within. From the support of others, friends, family, community. Their journey is long, their service neverending, but they would not want it any other way. They keep the Darkness at bay and hope alive, day after day. Fantasy Faire is open! The portals to the Fairelands have emerged and will bring you through the mists for eleven days before they vanish again. Journey to the Fairelands Junction and acquire a handy teleport HUD from there, or simply travel through all 14 worlds: they form a circle continent.… Read the restunicornknight2bs

Spring Secrets

“But how do the eggs get into the hooman world?” Cheepy the Third inquired. “We work hard all year with the eggs and flowers and butterflies and the exact right tone of yellow, and then one morning they’re just gone!” “It’s the Guardians of Spring Secrets,” chirped Squee the Fifth. “Once we’re aaalmost ready, they send out someone to check our work and when they approve they’ll magic the eggs away, just like that! One wiggle of whiskers and swoosh!” “Not just a swoosh,” Goldiedots the Guardian spoke up, startling the chick workers. “It takes careful calibration of each bush and hiding spot and extremely patient channeling of spring energies. But that-” He paused for a moment, the official tone changing into an excited squee as he hopped next to the tiny bird and egg tree. “Whoooo did this one? This is brilliant!” Cheepy the Third plopped down next to the Guardian, shamelessly proud.Read the resteastereggs3bs

The Legend of Fireflowers

The Legend of Fireflowers tells of a distant ocean-covered world where under glowing red skies rare flowers bloom once in every hundred cycles. They emerge from beneath the waves and reach toward the red twin suns, their colours changing rapidly as in a dance. They sing, the Fireflowers, sing in waves of colour and light, silent sparks and blazing patterns. They sing until their song forms a shape: a living, breathing being, called to life by the quiet dance of colours, awakened by the pull of the red skies. They are born aware, the Fireflowers, aware and ready to embark on their journey toward the strange lights in the sky, toward all the sparkling worlds in the infinite darkness. Scene: Cerridwen’s Cauldron – Chalice Flower Set* at Home & Garden Expo Avatar:
Skin: Fallen Gods Inc. – Pure Fire* at We Love RP
Tattoo: Fallen Gods Inc. – Legacy* at Fantasy Gacha Carnival
Mesh: Maitreya Lara Body & Slink Hands
Hair: Tableau Vivant – Longfall Hair
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Flutterpaws, the Dreamlings of Whimsy

Flutterpaws are dreamlings of whimsy. They flutter and pad and nose their ways through dreams with either endless curiosity or excessive feline indifference. When they find a dreamscape they like, they gather as indeed a flutter of paws, one after another. Fish or other flickering moving things are often favored, but any dreamscape of shiny surreal things is sure to draw their attention. They don’t make friends often, the flutterpaws, but they do love chasing after zig-zag patterns and making a point to ignore anything they don’t comprehend.  The yoga frogs inhabiting this particular dreamscape have fortunately endless zen patience toward their quirkier dream-kin. Perhaps the next time this dream will feature less butterflies and flying fish for less feline interruptions and therefore more meditation opportunities. Sometimes when the flutterpaws feel especially whimsical, they invite a dreamer to join them: transform and transport, all for the sake of momentary amusement and an extremely puzzled dreamer with a story to tell when they wake up.Read the restflutterpaws1bs

The Season of Whitecold

The few hours of warmer colours encourage frolicking in the snow, enjoying life in the downpour of glittering, fluttering stars. Just for those few moments before the approaching dark arrives.  As the light wanes, darker creatures emerge from under the stairs, from the shadows, from the frozen spaces between the quick touches of sun. They appear solid frozen as first, and you might have to glance at them from the corner of your eye to see them move at all, but as golden tones turn to blue, they are suddenly everywhere, skittering on the ice. Cold cannot hurt them. They, and many other creatures of the night, indulge in the longdark, in the frost, in the starlight captured in small glints on the snow. It is their season, the season of whitecold. Scene:
Stairs: {anc} NO LIMITS. Stairs for moonlight 46Li RARE
Chapel: {anc} EDEN. chapel / old . 35Li
Snow: {anc} snow ground (mesh uneven ground) white 1Li
Doves: {anc} NO LIMITS // various different doves
Hound: meadowWorks – Greyhound Poser*
Imps: lassitude & ennui – Mischievous Imps Gacha* Character:
Skin: Pink Fuel – Doll V2 <Vamp>
Hair: !lamb.… Read the restekaterina1bs

Shared Wings of Hope

The Spirits of Hope live in the dark. They have wings: some stronger than others, some more battered and even torn. There are those who lost their ability to fly altogether. Without wings their journey is harder, more challenging. In those moments it might seem all of the Hope is lost and can never find their way again. But if one such creature with just one wing meets another of similar kind, they can learn to fly together. Two different wings creating enough of balance for them to move again. In time their wings will grow back, in time they’ll sing and soar and light the darkness. But for those despairing moments in the dark it is enough to share their wounded wings and fly. Sculpture: meadowWorks – Hope ~ A Fragment* Avatar:
Skin: Fallen Gods Inc. – Pure Ivory*
Hair: Clawtooth – Windswept
Eyes: IKON – Perspective Eyes: Wight
Wings: [europa] Nyxus wings
(they are one rigged item, I used photoshop to remove one)
Mesh Body Parts: Slink Hourglass & Feet


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The Waking Sun

The Sun sleeps through the winter, slumbering in the darkness, the cold keeping her brilliance at bay. The sparks dance around her in slow, near-frozen movements, carrying her through the long months of hibernation. As the year changes to another, as the season shifts, the sparks come alive. They draw her forward, remind her of the cycle, of the returning spring. Each won moment of daylight gives her strength to shine bolder. As the fires drive away the slowness of the cold, her focus returns. Every day she triumphs further in the skies, drawn in by her desire to warm up all the creatures she swore to nourish and protect. The veils are breaking, daylight increasing, warmth wrapping the world in its embrace. Spark by spark, won hour by hour, summer approaches. The Sun is returning. The Sun of course begins her return long before our human-decided year-change, but the New Year is still a good moment to take a deep breath and appreciate the approaching spring and summer.… Read the restsunrise4bs

Born of Starlight

Frost spirits are born in small globes of ice, slowly formed of snowflakes and a touch of bright stars. When they open their eyes, the stars are the first thing they see, so their light will spread through the little spirit, filling it with the only glow that can pierce the wintry darkness. New snowflakes begin to form around the spirit, created out of the cold starlight, dancing in joy and celebration. Some of these flurries spread out and fall until they condense into a new globe of snow-glow, a new frost spirit. When the frost spirit is strong enough to break free, they will simply move through the ice globe for there is no capturing light. In mere moments the sphere is but a bauble in their hands, a small trinket that they send out into the skies to create new spirits. Once free, the frost spirit will embrace the cold air, dancing between the stars and the wintry earth, spreading the starlight on the black ground and dark trees, covering them all in sparkling white snow.Read the restfrostspirit2cs

Happy-Making Yool Kart Magic

“What is it?” The smallest bunling asked and sniffed the rectangular piece of cardboard curiously. “‘s yule card!” The Bunling Who Knows Letters declared proudly. “Yool-kart,” repeated the smallest bunling and nudged the cardboard up with his nose, then tilted his head as it fell over. “‘s all colourful on this side!” “What does it do?” One of the squirrels picked the card easily up and held it on the side, then peered forward to try and see the colours better. “It’s a picture!” The smallest bunling hopped up and down, then paused, tilted his head and took a few side hops to prevent tumbling down. “‘s upside down picture.” The squirrel turned the card around and everyone gathered to look at it. “I think they’re waving,” said the younger of the squirrel brothers and waved back at the card. “He has a carrot-nose!” The smallest bunling kept on hopping up and down excitedly.Read the restyoolkart1bs

The Golem Runes

The runes called to me. I could hear them in my slumber, the shift of colours, the pulse of light, the gathering of energies.
They called to me, awakened me, shaped me. I could feel their melody singing new forms to life, drawing new lines, connecting them, giving them thought, purpose, spirit. When I withdrew from stone I could still feel them. Each spark of colours pulsed magic in my veins, responded, conversed, connected. I did not know much of the world outside the runes, but my understanding of their secrets filled me, made me a living being. Separate, moving unit. A part of something bigger. They kept singing to me, the runes. They kept singing and as they did, my veins pulsed to the melody, my limbs moved with it and slowly, steadily, I found my ability to move. Ability to live. To dance. Scene:
Garden of Dreams – Floating Island*
Cerridwen’s Cauldron – Fae Waystones Set* Avatar:
Skin: Fallen Gods Inc. – Coal Golem, female* at Fantasy Gacha Carnival
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The Night of Wonders

The night is always full of wonders. There’s a promise in the dark, a temptation for our eyes, the sensation of being able to see what lies beneath the shadows. The feeling that if you just blink, suddenly things will appear that weren’t there before. Like a pair of friendly greyhounds, politely inquiring what brought you to the beach at this hour.
Perhaps your mind runs through all the mundane excuses — couldn’t sleep, heard sounds, remembered you forgot something there during the day — but at night none of that matters. You can set the excuses aside and just tell them the truth: the moon called you. There are sights to see, truths to reveal, a journey to be had. At night things are more meaningful. Small lit rocks become ancient artifacts, the sound of waves a symphony, sculptures begin to breathe. They wander, explore, show you things you would never notice during the dull daylight hours. They draw your gaze into the details that matter.Read the restgreyhounds1bs

Waltz with Lost Spirits

It is the night of celebration, the night of festivities, the night of freedom. The doors are open, the portals calling, movement from one realm to another as easy as breathing: even for those who do not draw breath anymore. The music twists within like a golden spiral of dance steps older than time. Left, right, across the border of reality into another, hop to next one, shapeshift, disguise, mold, become: dance. It is the night when everything is normal and accepted and one can ride skeletal steeds through ballrooms, the night when one can waltz with lost spirits and indulge in the sensation of flesh once more. It is the night when we all dance, we creatures of grey realms, celebrating the return of flesh and spirit once more. This is Halloween. Scene:
Garden of Dreams – The Ballroom at the Eternal Hunt
Anc Ltd. – mist cloud [sun gold]
Anc Ltd. – forest lanterns at the Tag! Gacha
The Looking Glass – Infinite Love Music Box at the Eternal Hunt
~*Sweet Revolutions*~ Lazy Boo at the Eternal Hunt
deviousMind – Sugarskull Horse RARE at the Tag!Read the resthalloweenbride1bs