#aelfcynn

[ladypoetess]

I bring to you, a braid of my hair, a crown of may and woodruff from our fields, elderflower champagne and the sunshine from our longest day stoppered in a jar. Because you will always be a summer day to me.

I’ve been staring, starry-eyed, at this for an hour.

I would tie the braid into my own hair, rest the crown upon my head, and curl up with you to drink the champagne in the light of sunshine that won’t burn me to a crisp. ♥

[the-vagabond-tabby]

Autumn thunderstorms passing through, a fire in the woodstove, tea, & I’m alternating between making bracelets out of nice thick wire & cleaning up this sigil for @aelfcynn. Feels like a pretty good way to step into October.

[smokeselks]

aelfcynn replied to your post “Creme brûlée?”

Practical and a little witchy is great �� I think I probably give the same impression and every so often let slip that I'm a glittery alien trashbabe let loose from cyberpunk.

Bwahahaha I am loving that description - you rock the glittery alien trashbabe thing - that’s bloody awesome ;) 

[theriversdaughter]

aelfcynn replied to your post: In just a few hours it will be October, and omg...

Sending you happiness and Halloween vibes from October!

<3!  

[smokeselks]

Creme brûlée?

Describe your style: 

Practical.  Dark colours. Lots of silver rings. Teal hair.  Black skinny jeans and dark top, leather jacket, boots.  If it’s not a great day pain wise then change the skinny jeans for black leggings and a loose fit guy’s shirt.  Boots/sneakers and a hoodie.  So yeah.  Practical, and a little witchy.  

[ladypoetess]

omg guys, I got to meet my girlfriend in person today. 💚_💚 @aelfcynn so pretty 👀

[theriversdaughter]

aelfcynn replied to your post: *looks at news* *commences screaming into the...

alt-left? isttgs

I just... I don’t even...  I have run out of words that are not snarls of rage.  I mean, I’m entirely unsurprised, but ffs... I hate this fucking country so very much right now.

I’m not familiar with isttgs...?

[theriversdaughter]

aelfcynn replied to your photo: Today I learned that the little ring of rocking...

I’m still not totally okay with them. I trust they are benign and wish them only well and a continued eerie life.

It’s weird... they definitely have moods. Sometimes it’s nothing more than a ring of weather-beaten plastic rocking horses, sometimes adorable and whimsical, but sometimes there’s definitely more than a little hint of the Fair Folk coming off them, and I’ve got far too much Irish in me to me ignore that.

Tonight was definitely a night I’m glad that I live a couple of towns away, because I would not be surprised if they’re gearing up for a Ride in the incoming storm (the clouds on the right are the leading edge of a big nor’easter).