A gentle fading away of the Faire Lands
I feel a gentle pang of sadness in my heart as I say goodbye to the Faire once again. I’ll miss wandering through the sims, discovering new stores, and indulging in new shinies with the comforting excuse that it’s all for a good cause. :P I do wish I’d spent more time soaking in the magic, making friends, and dancing...but I suppose there’s always next year!
You have until 12:00am SLT Tuesday to explore & shop Fantasy Faire before it's gone.
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K9nnor - Growth Set @ Mire of Whispers Fantasy Faire
K9nnor - Mossy Coat @ Mire of Whispers Fantasy Faire
OLD TREASURES - MAGE Staff 7 @ Galerie Gaillard Fantasy Faire
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Photo taken @ Mire of Whispers
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Sylphine Springwhisper had been a humble druid, until desperation drove her to the ancient relic known as the Staff of the Ent Lord Garendor. A gift from the Ent Lord before his passing, the staff was crafted from one of his own branches. In the heart of the inner enclave, it hovered silent, waiting. Sylphine stepped forward, whispered “Shanta lian yn faen” into her cupped hands, and reached for the relic. The moment her fingers closed around the staff, everything changed. Her once-blue eyes turned a vivid green, and her golden hair deepened to the hue of fresh leaves. Moss erupted across her skin, soft yet firm, and vines wove around her limbs like living armor. From her skull sprouted thick, gnarled branches, curling like the horns of a great beast. She could feel her humanity recede quietly, willingly, replaced by something older, something vast. Power surged through her, wild and immense. It should have torn her apart. But it didn’t. When she emerged from the enclave, the willows that formed the grove’s boundary swayed gently aside, acknowledging her. At the edge of the clearing, the marauders stood waiting,confused, but not yet afraid. They would be. |
{Aii & Ego's HAIR HELL} + Chaos Hair +
[REVERIE] Amber Eyes v1 Fatpack
K9nnor - Vital Bramble
*~*Illusions*~* Elfin Ears
:[Petrichor]:- Kinins Crystals
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