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Skadi Speaks

It is time. The time of darkness lit only by the snow and the wild foxfires across the sky. The time to raise your glass to King Winter and welcome him in. Let the winds blow and scathe, let the frost bite until all the humans see the wisdom of staying indoors and warming each other. Let the lights blind their eyes until they learn to love the soothing darkness. Let the frost embrace and cover the world, pulling silence after it like a cloak. Let the snowflakes dance in the air, let the sound of their falling be the only audible thing. Deep in the frozen silence, where no sound of life dares to emerge, Skadi speaks. Gothmas by Gaslight opened today and it is held on two sims: Cursed and Sium. The outfit by Pale Empress, pendant by House of Rain, makeup by Beautiful Freak and the two first poses by {NanTra} are all available in the event, the booth slurls in the credits. The hair by Tableau Vivant is from the current round of Collabor88. As for Skadi that the dress is named after: she’s a Norse goddess of winter, bow-hunting, skiing and mountains, sometimes theorized to be also connected to the darkness.… Read the restskadi1cs


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Departure

“I can smell the change in the air: not unlike autumn it’s a sudden crisp feel, a moment of clarity, the sharp realization before the haze of hibernation. The spin of the Spiral is reaching the last rounds before the transformation begins.”
“The trains are still awaiting for the last of the passengers and I should hurry, I do not want to get caught in that last twirl of no return. I used to, I think. Surely I did not leave the Spiral on my first shift? I wish I could remember the cycles before these last two, but that is the Spinner’s Nature: there is only the Spiral, and the Spiral is always Now.”

“I like traveling now, I like being able to remember beyond the immediate existence, I like being able to look forward further than the end of the current Dance. That said, I also like to be able to return home, for somewhere within the twists and turns and changes of the Spiral I came into being.”

“Sometimes I wonder if they are always the same, the people.Read the restdeparture1bs

The Spiral Dance

“Did I understand correctly that there’s some sort of special celebration taking place tonight, Miss Scapula?” “Absolutely. It’s the biggest, grandest, and dare I say… steamiest party of the season. Most awaited one.” “And it takes place in Club Gothika?” “In its Mobile Unit, let’s be clear about that. The one within the Spiral, underground beneath the Station. There’s stairs leading down, see?” “So I see. I understand the clubbing continues at even intervals during the Spiral’s turn. What makes this particular party so special?” “They do keep up the parties according to their schedule the whole time, but this… this is the party we have all been waiting for. The big Spiral Dance of steamy looks, grinding gears and delightful musical orchestrations by Miss Lokii.” “You keep returning to steamy…” “But of course.Read the restscapula2cs

The Detectors of the Station

“Miss Sight, I assume you’re busy at work, but perhaps I could have just a few words…?” “Friendly greeting, Visitor 9321. Your record shows no trespasses or misconduct, your current stay at the Spiral just reached nine days, one hour, forty-five minutes and counting.” “Yes, that is correct. Is that what you do, the Detectors of the Station? Keep records of the visitors?” “Record every arrival, record every departure, keep track of current status.” “…and if there is a …misconduct?” “Inform the Gaze. The Detectors are not equipped to deal with misdemeanors, we simply observe and record matters.” “Ah. …may I ask why… how… the Detectors are… trained, exactly?” “Specific radar implants, broadcast unit for communication and control. Organic blindness for enhanced vision. Nerve-integration to Broca’s.”  “…that seems very… complete, yes.Read the restsight1bs

The Clocktower of Creation

“Miss Anna, I cannot express how happy I am to finally be able to talk to one of you Prototypes, I have been hearing so much about you.” “The pleasure is all mine, I assure you. I have been designed to feel comfortable and pleased when interacting with humans in a socially acceptable and friendly manner.” “Feel? I am somewhat surprised to hear you use the word, I hope I do not offend… I was not expecting a… woman that has been designed to speak of feelings.” “Do not many of the humans also believe they were designed? How is that different?” “…ah, yes. But um… see, they believe they were designed by… well, not by another human. Speaking of, do you think it is possible for me to speak with him?” “Find Marie, ask her. She knows such things. Climb on the roof by nightfall, she prefers to do her calculations in the dark.” “Miss Marie, a word, please?” “Cuprosklodowskite.” “…ah.Read the restprototypeanna1bs

The Wrench Hand

“Miss Abigail, a moment of your time?” “Abby. By Gear and Gadget, do I look like a nob? ‘m a wrench hand, you can drop the blasted misses.” “Abby. I was just wondering what exactly it is that the… wrench hands do in the Spiral?” “What does it look like we do? Pick daisies? We make sure the bloody thing doesn’t blow up while you folks prance about in the fancy dances. ‘n it ain’t easy sometimes, let me tell you.” “Ah. At least I am extremely grateful for that, let me assure you. But isn’t that dreadfully dangerous? Isn’t there some more… mechanical labor for such tasks?” “Are you kidding me? Do you have any idea how much the Prototypes cost to create? They’re delicate machinations, the gearwork alone- …I mean, humans are always expendable, doesn’t cost much to make one of us, huh? Add a few implants for ocular accuracy and heat exhaustion and you have a new wrench hand.” “…and how do you feel about that?” “How do I feel about that?Read the restengineer2bs

The Captain of the Gaze

“Captain Lupine, I’ve been told that you’re the one in charge of the Gaze, the local law enforcement unit. Is that correct?” “Yes. You would be the recently arrived journalist, snooping around already.” “Reporting, Captain. Reporting. Misinformation is a dreadful thing.” “Granted. But so is rumor-mongering. You have five minutes. Speak.”  “It seems to me that the Spiral is somewhat… distressed these days. In military fashion. What is going on?” “That’s classified. The only thing you need to know is that the Gaze will keep all the law-abiding citizens of the Spiral safe.”  “Ah. I couldn’t help but notice that little emphasis there. What about the …less law-abiding citizens?” “There’s no such thing in the Spiral, Miss Journalist. No such thing. At least for long.”  “…quite right, Captain.Read the restgaze2bs

Returning to the Spiral

“It’s been a year since I joined Captain Gearsworth’s crew as they left the Spiral. A year of journeys, flight, adventure and experiences such that I could not reliably scribe them for the fear of scandalizing my audience to death.” “One year and here I am again, stepping onto the Spiral. I knew I would find it changed for that is its nature: forever turning, forever shifting, forever spiralling from one reality into another, changing its inhabitants with it. Therefore also the great airship dock was gone, replaced by a train station. Most curious.” “It took a turn of the Spiral for the new knowledge to catch up with me, a turn to grow accustomed to the existence of planes in the air, to understand the tense near-military touches within the town. This was not a relaxed scallywag cycle, one might have to defend oneself here from more than drunk pirates.”  “Good thing that I had picked up if not a sword, then at least a cane on my travels.Read the restjournalist2bs

Just Be

They’re always there, fluttering. Thoughts, hopes, fears. What-ifs of past, paths of the future. Choices, estimations, considerations, re-considerations. Neverending. Tempting, condemning, promising, despairing. They can feel like a burden, a swarm around you, never giving you a moment’s peace, drawing you in different directions, pulling your steps from one side to another, turn from your path forward back and around to the past again, caught in a cycle. Sometimes you can’t leave them behind, sometimes they will simply turn you around again. Sometimes the fears are so mixed with hopes that you cannot tell them apart, all the paths are blocked with both. Sometimes there’s no path, sometimes all you can do is be. Face them, dance with them and simply be, see where they will fall in the end. World Goth Fair is still going on (last day June 1st) to cater more darkness to the grid. The corset, skirt and hat are combined from two different outfits by Aliza Karu’s AD Creations Dollhouse available in Port Seraphine.… Read the restgothbunny3bs

Just Be

They’re always there, fluttering. Thoughts, hopes, fears. What-ifs of past, paths of the future. Choices, estimations, considerations, re-considerations. Neverending. Tempting, condemning, promising, despairing. They can feel like a burden, a swarm around you, never giving you a moment’s peace, drawing you in different directions, pulling your steps from one side to another, turn from your path forward back and around to the past again, caught in a cycle. Sometimes you can’t leave them behind, sometimes they will simply turn you around again. Sometimes the fears are so mixed with hopes that you cannot tell them apart, all the paths are blocked with both. Sometimes there’s no path, sometimes all you can do is be. Face them, dance with them and simply be, see where they will fall in the end. World Goth Fair is still going on (last day June 1st) to cater more darkness to the grid. The corset, skirt and hat are combined from two different outfits by Aliza Karu’s AD Creations Dollhouse available in Port Seraphine.… Read the restgothbunny3bs

Keep Walking

“Of course we come out at daytime as well. No, the sun does not really burn us. No, we do not turn to stone at the touch of sunlight.” “Parasols are convenient though, even on beautifully soft and cloudy days. …no, not because of the sunlight, didn’t you listen a word I said? They’re convenient to twirl and preen with, the best accessory of them all.” “Not to mention that if you fold it, you have a sharp poking stick weapon at hand. Just in case. Where was I? Ah yes, the stories about turning to stone at sunlight? Complete myth and fables.” “Although if I were you surrounded by all these statues paused in play, I’d keep walking. Just… keep walking. While it’s still daytime.” World Goth Fair continues to provide you with all the things you need for the darker flair of day or night. You can find the blouse and skirt by Senzafine, tights by ~Cannibelle~, shoes and bracelets by Bliensen + MaiTai, skin by Jalwa and the parasols and poses by {NanTra} from Cursed.… Read the restparasol3bs

Keep Walking

“Of course we come out at daytime as well. No, the sun does not really burn us. No, we do not turn to stone at the touch of sunlight.” “Parasols are convenient though, even on beautifully soft and cloudy days. …no, not because of the sunlight, didn’t you listen a word I said? They’re convenient to twirl and preen with, the best accessory of them all.” “Not to mention that if you fold it, you have a sharp poking stick weapon at hand. Just in case. Where was I? Ah yes, the stories about turning to stone at sunlight? Complete myth and fables.” “Although if I were you surrounded by all these statues paused in play, I’d keep walking. Just… keep walking. While it’s still daytime.” World Goth Fair continues to provide you with all the things you need for the darker flair of day or night. You can find the blouse and skirt by Senzafine, tights by ~Cannibelle~, shoes and bracelets by Bliensen + MaiTai, skin by Jalwa and the parasols and poses by {NanTra} from Cursed.… Read the restparasol3bs

The Violet Vision

It is all about the vision. Do you see in the dark? Do you see the sights in the night? Do you see the pathways, the dance, the invitation? Do you see where it all leads? Are you one of the dark-dwelling folks, the ones who hiss at daylight and awaken truly at night? Do you believe black is fully acceptable colour for any occasion any time of year? Do your eyes see violet and never shrink? In that case, ladies and gentle folk, I may have an event just for you. Welcome to World Goth Fair 2014: come get your goth on! World Goth Fair opened its doors today so all you creatures delighting in darkness may enter and enjoy the three sims we have this year: Cursed, Sium and Port Seraphine. You can find the skin by Jalwa, the eyes by ~*By Snow*~ and the bracelets by Bliensen + MaiTai from Cursed. The extra liner by Beautiful Freak can be found in Sium and the dress by Fosca de Les Encantades and hat and cane by Sax Shepherd Designs are available in Port Seraphine. Scene: World Goth Fair – Cursed Body: Skin: Jalwa – Celine Exclusive Purple* | Hair: lamb.Read the restwelcome2bs

The Violet Vision

It is all about the vision. Do you see in the dark? Do you see the sights in the night? Do you see the pathways, the dance, the invitation? Do you see where it all leads? Are you one of the dark-dwelling folks, the ones who hiss at daylight and awaken truly at night? Do you believe black is fully acceptable colour for any occasion any time of year? Do your eyes see violet and never shrink? In that case, ladies and gentle folk, I may have an event just for you. Welcome to World Goth Fair 2014: come get your goth on! World Goth Fair opened its doors today so all you creatures delighting in darkness may enter and enjoy the three sims we have this year: Cursed, Sium and Port Seraphine. You can find the skin by Jalwa, the eyes by ~*By Snow*~ and the bracelets by Bliensen + MaiTai from Cursed. The extra liner by Beautiful Freak can be found in Sium and the dress by Fosca de Les Encantades and hat and cane by Sax Shepherd Designs are available in Port Seraphine. Scene: World Goth Fair – Cursed Body: Skin: Jalwa – Celine Exclusive Purple* | Hair: lamb.Read the restwelcome2bs

Blogger Challenge: My New Shiny

“Do try these eggs,” the nixie boy said. “They’re from creatures that live only here in the Blackwater Glenn. The snail is especially tasty.” “…things look swirly,” the rainbow fairy exhaled after having a nibble. “‘n funny coloured. Oh look, there’s glowing spirals dancing in the air!” “Just you wait… a few moments more and things are even brighter,” the nixie boy smirked. The helper hare raised his lantern in acknowledgment and agreement. And then… and then everything went really swirly and colourful and strange. Blackwater Glenn had a new mushroom growing within it. Take heed when traveling in the Glenn, don’t touch glowing mushrooms and never, ever eat snacks offered by tricksy nixies! There’s only few more days to go of this year’s Fantasy Faire, so I decided to do one of the challenges. Slightly embarrassing if I wouldn’t, since I set them all.… Read the restglowyshrooms3bs

Blogger Challenge: My New Shiny

“Do try these eggs,” the nixie boy said. “They’re from creatures that live only here in the Blackwater Glenn. The snail is especially tasty.” “…things look swirly,” the rainbow fairy exhaled after having a nibble. “‘n funny coloured. Oh look, there’s glowing spirals dancing in the air!” “Just you wait… a few moments more and things are even brighter,” the nixie boy smirked. The helper hare raised his lantern in acknowledgment and agreement. And then… and then everything went really swirly and colourful and strange. Blackwater Glenn had a new mushroom growing within it. Take heed when traveling in the Glenn, don’t touch glowing mushrooms and never, ever eat snacks offered by tricksy nixies! There’s only few more days to go of this year’s Fantasy Faire, so I decided to do one of the challenges. Slightly embarrassing if I wouldn’t, since I set them all.… Read the restglowyshrooms3bs

Black Trees, Red Skies

The black trees of Mourningvale Thicket tell a dire story of death and decay, the whole forest is dark and mostly lifeless, only the occasional red splatter of life in the trees or flowers drawing in the eye of the wanderer. They say the trees drink in the blood of the unwary traveler, they say the blood red skies are visible only to those with eyes to see such, to see the vision, to see the truth beyond the darkness. And yet there is life, hopefully clinging to rocks, entwining with the black trunks, trees themselves drawing in what sustenance they can, fighting on despite the conjured darkness. Conjured, for such darkness is not natural, such complete withering not a part of the Circle. Someone or something is responsible for it and that something might still be present in the Thicket. Unless of course looks deceive and what might seem as a conjuring might in fact be a cure. Sometimes it takes dark measures to battle the darkness, harsh energies to bring light to the dark red skies, destruction to clear the disease.Read the restredandblue1bs

Black Trees, Red Skies

The black trees of Mourningvale Thicket tell a dire story of death and decay, the whole forest is dark and mostly lifeless, only the occasional red splatter of life in the trees or flowers drawing in the eye of the wanderer. They say the trees drink in the blood of the unwary traveler, they say the blood red skies are visible only to those with eyes to see such, to see the vision, to see the truth beyond the darkness. And yet there is life, hopefully clinging to rocks, entwining with the black trunks, trees themselves drawing in what sustenance they can, fighting on despite the conjured darkness. Conjured, for such darkness is not natural, such complete withering not a part of the Circle. Someone or something is responsible for it and that something might still be present in the Thicket. Unless of course looks deceive and what might seem as a conjuring might in fact be a cure. Sometimes it takes dark measures to battle the darkness, harsh energies to bring light to the dark red skies, destruction to clear the disease.Read the restredandblue1bs

The Kitten and the Tree

Miss Flufflepaw knew she shouldn’t go alone into the Faery Court, all the other Fang Fairies had told her it was too dangerous. “There’s wicked Unseelie there and they often like to pull the tails of dinkies and splash you right into the water from the air!” But there she was, right at the ginormous dual tree rising toward the sky: two intertwined tree trunks forming one bigger whole. She almost broke her little neck when she tried to see the top until she remembered she could fly! The tree felt alive under her small paws when she landed on top and she had a distinct feeling it might suddenly just swat her off with a branch — or catch her with some vile tree trick! She flew down before neither could happen, emitting a little hiss at the tree. She knew well that all the older Fang Fairies said that magics ran wild in the Court. Untamed, strong, wild and free and every bit as chaotic as magic was during its first days. She also knew that she was too curious for her own good, but all the changing lights were even better than the little teasing spots of light she sometimes chased!Read the restkitten2bs

The Kitten and the Tree

Miss Flufflepaw knew she shouldn’t go alone into the Faery Court, all the other Fang Fairies had told her it was too dangerous. “There’s wicked Unseelie there and they often like to pull the tails of dinkies and splash you right into the water from the air!” But there she was, right at the ginormous dual tree rising toward the sky: two intertwined tree trunks forming one bigger whole. She almost broke her little neck when she tried to see the top until she remembered she could fly! The tree felt alive under her small paws when she landed on top and she had a distinct feeling it might suddenly just swat her off with a branch — or catch her with some vile tree trick! She flew down before neither could happen, emitting a little hiss at the tree. She knew well that all the older Fang Fairies said that magics ran wild in the Court. Untamed, strong, wild and free and every bit as chaotic as magic was during its first days. She also knew that she was too curious for her own good, but all the changing lights were even better than the little teasing spots of light she sometimes chased!Read the restkitten2bs