Jul 1
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Happy pride month!
Freya’s body pillow is finished! I really like this kind of shading if you couldn’t tell, and playing around with different colors and tones. One of Freya’s favorite past times is reading so she is in a library, but she also likes being a tease, hence the pose. It’s as if Vlastomil just walked in and she decided she just had to.
The Arcana Echoes of the Past Day 2: Parents
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The kitchen is lit warm by candles. Freya stands on a step stool, singing with her mother and father. Her mother scrubs dishes clean and hands them to Freya to dry, while her father sits on the floor criss cross in the threshold between the kitchen and living room. He sorts through all the new things he and her mother brought back from their most recent trip.
Freya glances at her father when she notices his deep hum fade away. He holds a book, it looks old and the cover is made of leather. Freya hops off her stool and skips over to him.
The Arcana Echoes of the Past Day 6: Friends
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Playing on the beach
The Arcana Echoes of the Past Day 5: The Aunt
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When they arrive at the magic shop, after passing by colorful, crowded, and pleasant scented markets, the sky is beginning to get dark. The only indication that the shop is what they're looking for is a sign overhead with the commonly accepted symbol for a place that sells magical remedies. The town physician has a similar sign over his clinic. It's different though, because he doesn't use magic.
Freya's father knocks on the door and a woman wearing a pretty maroon shawl with pink beads dangling from it answers.
“Elias!” the woman says. “You certainly traveled quick, why haven't you visited before? Come in, come in!”
Freya's father laughs. “Sorry, Maeve.”
“It's lovely to see you again,” says Freya's mother.
The woman – Aunt Maeve – nods. “Much too long since I left and came to Vesuvia. But it's lovely here.” Aunt Maeve's gaze drifts and lands on Freya. “Ah, you must be my young niece.”
Just wanna be with you
The Arcana Echoes of the Past Day 9: First Loves
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Freya stands on the back porch of her parents' house, leaning against a railing and wearing a light sweater. She's just turned 17 and it's late fall. But home, like Vesuvia, stays fairly warm throughout the winter, so an unbuttoned sweater works fine. It's merely chilly this evening.
Her belated birthday party – she celebrated the actual day in Vesuvia – has just ended. She stares up at the stars and wonders if Asra is looking at them too, somewhere. She opens the constellation book she received earlier as a birthday present from Odette, and as she pages through it – the light pouring out from the backdoor just enough to ready by – she compares the patterns of dots on the paper to the ones in the sky.
At some point, she hears the door slide open behind her, followed by footsteps with a slight limp left over from several years ago. Freya smiles. “I thought you had already left?”
The Arcana Echoes of the Past Day 8: Familiar
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Freya's familiar is a Mexican Violetear hummingbird. Image from this article.
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After living with Aunt Maeve for a few months, Freya finds that she misses the honeysuckle bush that grew near her parents' house. So she and Aunt Maeve plant one of their own around the corner from the entrance of the shop. It takes a while to grow, but Freya loves the new routine of going out to water it every afternoon. After a year, it even begins to attract butterflies and, Freya notices, one specific hummingbird. It's a lovely turquoise with blue tail feathers and some blue around it's eyes, like a dramatic wing of eye makeup.