|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2009 10:14 am
Vanished
She died, -- this was the way she died;
And when her breath was done,
Took up her simple wardrobe
And started for the sun.
Her little figure at the gate
The angels must have spied,
Since I could never find her
Upon the mortal side.
~ Emily Dickinson
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2009 10:51 am
 WelcomeThis journal belongs to LydaLynn and her pets. Please do not post unless invited to do so.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2009 10:57 am
Navigation:1. Emily Dickinson 2. Welcome 3. Navigation 4. Rules 5. News 6. Ghostlings 7. Oversouls 8. Lores 9. About the Residents 10. Art
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2009 11:06 am
Rules:1. Please don't post unless invited to do so ~ Exceptions: Shop Owners and Managers. 2. I may finished or in progress rps into my journal to keep things easier to find. 3. All Gaia ToS apply. 4. Be nice. 5. If you need to get ahold of me or want to rp with some of my pets, please feel free to drop me a PM or comment on my profile. 6. I made the banners, please don't steal them. Though I'm willing to discuss altering them for your use. 7. I really like proper grammar and spelling. I understand that people have individual writing styles, but if it isn't legible, I'm not going to try and follow it. I will be the last one to condemn for an inability to spell, but there are spell checkers out there - I use one, you should too. 8. These rules are subject to change as I see fit.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2009 11:07 am
News:I will be out of town for a week in the near future.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2009 11:08 am
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2009 11:09 am
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2009 11:10 am
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2009 11:16 am
 Syama - Soft whispers of missing voices. Legion - One who has become possessed by Half-souls. They are fierce and few, and care only for themselves and their goals.
Most have dual personalities because of the plethora of souls manifested in them, others have lost their selves completely.
Sylph - Sleek and slender mana types who resemble the common fairy. They generally stick to their forests when they fly, and are very good at disappearing.  Tiavain - Wandering lost in an unknown world. Legion - One who has become possessed by Half-souls. They are fierce and few, and care only for themselves and their goals.
Most have dual personalities because of the plethora of souls manifested in them, others have lost their selves completely.
Sireni - A hybrid creature which spends most of its time in the waters of the world; it can come ashore for small periods of time. Their diet consists of mostly aquatic animals and plants, although some of the more amphibious types have a liking for ‘land foods’.  Makailynn - Sly smiles and cunning plans.  Ruenab - Fierce and loyal.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2009 11:21 am
Art:Myst of Incarnum version of Syama  Fluffycat version of Makailynn 
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2009 12:06 pm
Vague memories of a time in light and giggles haunt the Whispling, Syama, as the woods loom dark and mysterious. Whispered thoughts of a time in cold and tears flitter on the edges of perception. The little lantern shining light to uncover hidden roots and branches was clung to with mighty fierceness and quiet desperation. From the darkness eyes reflect the lantern's light. ----------------------------------------------------------- Lounging, tails flicking, the Wolf Lore, Ruenab, rests, waiting the coming dawn. Through the trees a light approches. ----------------------------------------------------------- Makailynn gathers from the energies as the fears and courage of a Whispling reaches out into the nothingness around it. The voices of the single lost wanderer call the Oversoul from the Mana to watch the small lantern's light as it wanders through dark forest.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Jun 14, 2009 12:26 pm
Empty echoes of distant memories draw the Whisping, Tiavain, into a dark forest along a burbling stream. Crystal thoughts in rainbows dance in the mind's eye and the lantern's glow. ----------------------------------------------------------- Syama struggles in inky past as Makailynn watches over the struggling wanderer. ----------------------------------------------------------- Ruenab notices movement near the light, the ominous presence of danger.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Jun 24, 2009 12:42 pm
Seeking and finding, Syama stumbles as change overcomes the whispered voices. Beautiful wings and thick hair accompanies the loss of her lantern. Ruenab stands as the danger presses closer to the Ghostling in the darkness.
In a sudden rush, Syama hears the approaching danger just before Ruenab springs upon it, protecting the Ghostling who watches in wonder. Fierce teeth barred, Ruenab growls and menaces and the danger flees.
Makailynn, not able to arrive as quickly as Ruenab, arrives to give her aid. Hackles raised, Ruenab turns upon the Oversoul while Makailynn assists Syama to her feet.
Neither comfortable with the other, yet both drawn to Syama's need, Ruenab and Makailynn stand at ready, neither willing to force the first move.
Syama, oblivious to the happenings, knows only that these two protected and aided her in the dark and dangerous forest. Clinging to her memories of happiness and light, Syama embraces both of her new found companions and an uneasy truce is reached between them.
-----------------------------------------------------------
Also struggling as change ripples through her rainbow thoughts, Tiavain finds herself alone in the dark woods. From the hushed surroundings the burbling stream seems to call to her and sinks herself into it's cool embrace. Her golden hair a halo about her head, she swims until she comes to a larger river. Upon a nearby rock, as if waiting for her, Tiavain finds a soft and flowing dress and a ribbon with which to tie back her hair. The bubbles of previous life pop and talk and again Tiavain is drawn into the water as she struggles to find the place she is meant to be.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2009 2:04 pm
As Syama embraces Ruenab and Makailynn the deep purple of her two new companions spreads out across her own body, but the young Ghostling fails to notice. Ruenab, understanding the danger of these woods, begins to lead Syama towards civilization as Makailynn flys protectively with her new charge. ----------------------------------------------------------- Tiavain swims, searching for a place to belong as the voices whisper memories of her pasts.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
