#coiled snakes

[shanxpennywise]

My snake bracelet.

I love it so much, the entwined snakes are such a unique design and it reminds me of my man, Victor Gideon!~♡

[theancientwayoflife]

~ Pair of wrist bracelets in the form of coiled snakes.

Culture: Greek

Place of origin: Alexandria, Egypt

Date: 225–175 B.C.

Medium: Bracelets: Gold; Fastening pin: Copper alloy.

[poisonedviper]

A small letter left for Meziene (@codecies-zujier) on her office desk, beside a bouquet of flowers.

You were born in the darkness of the caverns. I was born beneath the sun of the deserts.

You yearned for the shores of freedom and be told to follow your heart. I sought for arms to hold me tight and to be seen without fear.

You clawed and fought your way to freedom, letting nothing deny you. I took flight from where I was feared, running until I was not.

We came from such different places and arrived where we are in vastly different ways. Different people who molded us and different worlds that raised us. Seemingly worlds apart we were made, as if destiny telling us that we were never to meet.

But gods, I have loved you since my first breath.

I may not have known your face or your name, but since the first light of the sun touched my eyes I hungered to be in those dark caves with you. When I prayed to feel arms of comfort around me I heard the crash of waves in my ears and craved it be your arms around me. When I took flight I followed my heart because it guided me so my wish to have your claws dig into my soul could be fulfilled.

I have sought after you all my life, and never had a moment been happier than I heard your laugh and I knew it was you.

You are everything to me. The fulfillment of my life made flesh.

I love you. Since my first breath and beyond my last.

[codecies-zujier]

Left for L'alor at his office, to be read as he first arrives. @chemicalbydefault L’Alor, There was a time where I thought I had been born to wait for death. I waited for it under the low ceilings of my birth caverns. I thought I found it when I stumbled into the snows of Ishgard, cast out in nothing but the clothes they found me in. I was lifted from that by men who would take advantage of me. I thought I had found death behind their walls too, when Raceaux confined me to my birthing chambers for six whole months when I waited for Raltharis. I was not allowed that either. I woke from what i thought was death in yet another place I did not understand. Days passed into nights, and I began to wonder if Uldah was just purgatory. That I would wait there until one god or another took my soul for theirs. But then you came, and you made me question life. There were many times in our long dance that I thought I found my old answer again, and that life was just a long march to death. I thought I found death again when I tried to give Raltharis back to my clan, but I did not have the strength to do it. I doubted my answer. This life of ours is not about death. Perhaps I never truly lived until I could say that with certainty. It was not until we made our vows that I decided life had another purpose. I know that I am, most often, difficult. I was wounded and abused for so long that I see signs of future abuse in all things where it may not exist. You have been patient with my tortured mind in a way no other could be. I have even accused you of these wounds and abuses, and yet you still came to me with a heart full of apologies you could not put into words. In you, I have a quiet refuge at last. I no longer feel beset on all sides by the storms of my life. They have all passed, and now we reside along the sea. Sand and sea. The great elements of our lives, only the ice has been made water by the warmth of the world. Just so have you changed me. I love you, Alor. From the first, you intrigued me. I knew I loved you when I grew jealous-- an emotion not fit for a woman like me. I knew you loved me when you followed me north. Only then were there absolutes. In our day between days, I want to remember that feeling. May we always find it, as we have before, in spaces between worlds. Signed, Meziene Zujier

[poisonedviper]

Starlight gift for @codecies-zujier

Left in Meziene’s office at the viper den was a small, wooden box with a note on top of it, tied with a viper stylized ribbon.

My first love,

Ah, if I could count the ways I’m proud of you I would have to create new numbers. Never in my years, albeit short, have I met someone with so much determination and grit. I’d be horrified if I wasn’t so madly in love with you.

I see that look in your eyes though, and I know you’re afraid again. Feeling lost and directionless. I wish I had an easy answer for you, but I don’t think I’m smart enough yet to know where you should go next in life. I think, for now, the best I can do is just remind you that I’m right there with you in every step. Ready to lend a hand with anything, be an ear to listen, arms to hold you, or a shoulder to cry on. Whatever you need.

But, I know it’s not always easy for you to ask, so I want you to have something that you don’t have to ask for. Something that is just a reminder of who you are, in my eyes.

Always here, L’alor

Resting in the box was a silver backed mirror with some archaic design upon its back. The mirror looked fairly ordinary for an old, ornate mirror of some bygone era. When Meziene looked into the reflective face of the mirror though she didn’t see her image, not exactly. She saw her face with a fierce smile or a sharp smile, eyes glittering with amusement, and an aura of strength surrounding her. The image shifted from time to time, depending on when Meziene looked at it; whether it showed the strong self, the happy self, the seductive self, or any of her many faces, she couldn’t control. It only showed her the image of how L’alor saw her.

[poisonedviper]

Starlight gift to @codecies-zujier

A large scroll was left in Meziene’s office, tied with a ribbon stylized like a viper. When unrolled it revealed a map of the world with red dots placed across it, and a letter lay over the center.

My one and true love,

For so long I have looked back on the past, reflecting on our wrongs towards one another, focusing on the wounds we inflicted and the damage it brought. Those choices have changed so much of our future, and I have spent many nights sitting in pain and contemplating the alternatives to our life. I’ve always been a student of history so I suppose it is in my nature to do that, but the point of history is to learn. The past has been studied enough for us.

The future holds everything now. Our growing family. Our new responsibilities. Our goals. These are where we deserve to look. Honesty is what we deserve, like a wise and gorgeous woman once told me. This is the map of that future. A future where you will see everything you deserve, and more.

Idyllshire - First Umbral Moon Radz-At-Han - Third Astral Moon The Crown - Fourth Umbral Moon Azim Steppe - Fifth Umbral Moon

Only the beginning of our future, L’alor

[codecies-zujier]

If I was born as a blackthorn tree I'd wanna be felled by you Held by you Fuel the pyre of your enemies Ain't it warming you, the world gone up in flames Ain't it the life you, your lighting of the blaze Ain't it a waste they'd watch the throwing of the shade Ain't you my baby, ain't you my babe

[poisonedviper]

Mez and I went to try the obstacle course they got in Costa del Sol. We got the first level easy, and then wiped out on the second bit; legs still tired from earlier physical activities. It was pretty fun though. Going to try it drunk later, see if we’re better.

With @codecies-zujier