In Veils Unrent

[nicostiel]

[veliona-xiv]

@mother-dearest-xiv

[mother-dearest-xiv]

And So It Begins

It should be familiar by now. Strange, yes, and perhaps a little different, but still familiar. The matrices that summon forth the ghosts of song and lay them firmly atop those living souls that walk upon this star, and every shard threaded to it by fate, in such sweet melodies are lain in each city, but to disturb them shan’t end this show, this marvelous production.

The curtain rises, but there are no dancers to wake, this time. The array spans all continents, all cities, the leylines cut across vast fields and beneath oceans. There must be a purpose to all this, it need only be uncovered.

♪ Listen sweet children, the golden bells harken, the Encore is set to begin, ♪ With melodies spoken and sweeter songs broken - dictating this change in the wind.

♪ These strings weave a tale of a tear between veils, and of memories kept and forgot, ♪ A tale to remind - leave no ally behind for true darkness is yet to be wrought.

[mother-dearest-xiv]

With a Clattering

They had to know it was coming. The connection collapsed in the span of a heartbeat, and oh, was the resultant pain... sweet.

I can hear the screams even now. I can feel the fear, I know the uncertainty and terror. They will band together, they will fight.

How could they do anything else?

Soon it will not matter.

[meiselr]

Poetry Inspiration Moodboards | death mark

Is my hunger too divine for you?

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

“We will turn our madness into flowers,”

— Alice Walker, from her preface of “Turning Madness Into Flowers: New Poems,”

[kropelfonski]

Mastbos, Breda, Netherlands. Photography by Sonja Krzeminski

[mystic-mother-moon]

“The bones said death was comin’ and the bones never lied.” - Susannah Sandlin / Wild Man’s Curse

[laikaworld]

Happy Mother’s Day to all the mums out there! {via}

[dasuta-moved-deactivated2017063]

no not that one

[steel-and-aether]

Commission by @equn0x of Aran!

[kittengirlnextdoor-model]

A witch ought never be frightened in the darkest forest….because she should be sure in her soul that the most terrifying thing in the forest was her.

Terry Pratchett

[mystic-mother-moon]

“The bones said death was comin’ and the bones never lied.” - Susannah Sandlin / Wild Man’s Curse

[shenani-gan]

Settling down for some sake at the hostelry, Gan lets out a long sigh. It was strange, being back in the place of her birth. She had some memories from childhood of the Steppes and her people, but they were like faded writing in ancient books. Not that reacquainting herself with the area was unpleasant. Infact, she found it quite enjoyable and nostalgic.

Even though she was currently residing in the House of Oki on that Yangxian border rather than the Steppes, it was still enough that she could recall some things. A contented sigh escaped her once more and she sipped from her sake cup. As she did so, a tall, strapping Raen man sidled up next to her at the bar and leaned against the counter with one hand, sizing her up. Opting to ignore him, Gan’s expression promptly fell to one of forced indifference and kept her gaze focused straight ahead.

“Excuse me, madam.” His dulcet tones directed at her.

Gan’s tail twitched, but instead of responding, she simply poured herself another cup of sake. Or, at least she tried to. As she began to tilt the bottle, she found it smoothly taken from her hand. That simple action was enough to grab Gan’s attention–and not in a positive way.

“The fuck do you think you’re doing?” Gan growled, her eyes narrowing viciously at the man beside her.

“Relax.” He answered calmly, attempting to pacify her before filling her cup himself. “In Doma it’s rude to pour for yourself when drinking with company.”

“I wasn’t drinking with company.” She spat back at him, jaw clenched, left hand curling into a fist.

“You are now.” The Raen offered her a winning smile before setting the bottle of alcohol back down on the counter.  “Allow me to introduce myself. I’m Shunichiro Sagara.”

“I don’t care.” Gan rolled her eyes and returned to her drink.

“Oh come on, don’t be that way.” Shunichiro reaches out to put an arm around Gan’s shoulder and then it happens. With no explanation, Gan breaks out into song.

“Check it out, Going out On the late night, Looking tight, Feeling nice, It’s a cock fight, I can tell, I just know, That it’s going down Tonight.

At the door we don’t wait cause we know them, At the bar six shots just beginning, That’s when dickhead put his hands on me, But you see, 

I’m not here for your entertainment, You don’t really want to mess with me tonight, Just stop and take a second, I was fine before you walked into my life, ‘Cause you know it’s over, Before it began,  

Keep your drink just give me the money, It’s just you and your hand tonight.”

Tossing Shunichiro’s hand off of her shoulder, Gan stands up quickly, eyes wide. Shun gives her a rather confused look and without any further words, Gan streaks away from the bar, leaving the handsy Raen to pay the bill.   

(Song lyrics are from P!NK’s song, U + UR Hand.)

(Tagging @mother-dearest-xiv since this is a product of the crazy song curse!)

[shenani-gan]

Step one, screw up character’s life.

Step two, have her break out into song at the WORST possible moment.

(Song is “Shut Up” by Black Eyed Peas)

(Thanks to @mother-dearest-xiv for their Curtain Call event.)

[erythia-xiv]

Sleep, heal, get well.

Enter these gates  ♪ Fill your hands with the rain  ♫  Reaching up to the maze of light in the sky  ♪ Ageless as the sun, the long forgotten one    ♫

Small, weak, tired, she couldn’t lift her head- she couldn’t lift her anything. There were weights on her every limb holding her down, pinning her to the bed of what she would rationally assume was the medical area of the medical wing of the Glass Network but at this point all she could tell was that it wasn’t here bed…and she was alone. ‘Lily…’ Nenet’s extremities would twitch minutely for a hand to hold but the subtle motions would send the world screaming, louder then any song or roar of fire breathing beast behind her closed eyes.

Gold in your eyes dancing like fire  ♪ Dreamer trapped by your desire   ♫

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[mother-dearest-xiv]

Curtain Call - A Ghostly Performance

A sorcerer conducting a spectacular, haunting performance.

The dancers have been sent out into the world. I wonder how quickly they can be found and awakened. Should this curse carry on much longer, I quite fear for the health of such poor creatures at the mercy of a dance they cannot control.

- Mother Dearest

A performance by the missing Dancers, filmed by @its-morphin-time-xiv and choreographed by @taebeast! Also featuring as dancers @bride-and-bride @solaire-and-magia @moth-to-a-flame-ffxiv @polymorphologist @rukaelf @floating-city-of-nem @lilyverlial (it’s won’t let me tag the right one) @astrabluestar @neheon-kha

Everyone involved did a wonderful job.

[winterdeepelegy]

Curtain Call - An Unsettling Score

@mother-dearest-xiv @fustuarium

Frost has been afflicted by the Curtain Call curse, which forces those afflicted to randomly burst into song and dance.  Woe be to those whose ears get treated to these performances, his voice is a harsh whisper at the best of times, and akin to someone gargling glass at the worst. The Garleans connected with the Fustuarium had this in their ears last night.  And Luke still probably gets PTSD from his deliberate singing during the Faceless plot.

[mother-dearest-xiv]

Curtain Call - The Investigation Continues

Hello dear ones.

Let us get straight to the point. Here you will find an update to the information provided earlier in the day that discusses the various mysterious clues left behind in a number of the major populated cities around Hydaelyn.

Beneath the cut, you will find some answers, though they may only create more questions. The information moving forward is information that is encoded and contains key pieces to the puzzle of breaking the curse. Review everything below very closely if you intend to solve the riddle.

Good luck.

- Mother Dearest

Keep reading

[mother-dearest-xiv]

As we move into the final phase of Curtain Call, I would like to ask that those who have successfully solved the cipher and discerned the missing pieces from the contents ensure that these details are revealed throughout RP organically so that those who may not have had the chance or time to decipher the message can get involved in the intrigue.

Today and tomorrow, there will likely be a series of small encounters within the game dealing with the consequences of this melodious malady. Anyone who wishes to participate, please do not hesitate to reach out to Mother to coordinate meeting people in-game. As always, it is my wish to facilitate an exciting and engaging event for all to participate in freely.

Those who wish to reveal their findings to Tumblr may do so, but a courtesy cut is requested for those who still wish to solve the riddle on their own.

Happy Madness, dear ones.

- Mother Dearest