#enchcntment

[falsimile]

It's so pathetic he can't even bring himself to laugh.

What manner of phantom dares to believe itself worth of taking upon her face, he asks himself, smiling with an eerie serenity devoid of happiness and anger. The body is feminine, the features certainly regal and likened that of a queen, her wings a luminescent orange likened that to a monarch butterfly; surely, this must be the fabled Titania of myth, of stories where she is Oberon's partner in all things celebratory and violent—surely he would recognize such a face, no?

And yet, he sees no face beneath that flower crown. Mimicry can only go so far in deterring a bird from the hunt when it has yet to learn what a monarch butterfly even looks like. He snaps his fingers and a torrent of darkness cascades from the ceiling, evaporating as soon as it touches the ground, leaving not so much as a trace of something standing just a few feet in front of him just a few seconds ago. His smile imperceptivity widens, and as he turns on his heel to return to the entrance, he yelps in surprise when met with another individual, obnoxiously clearing his throat while scrambling to gather himself.

❝Well, I suppose anywhere would be an infinitely superior backdrop for a first meeting, wouldn't you say? And surely one as radiant as yourself has better things to do than linger about in such a dreary cave.❞

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[sunpiercer]

He's broken a number of statues already, accustomed to gods granting him all manner of strange trials in acquisition of worth. Countless times he's had to face & come to terms with the demons festering in his heartwounds ( long is the bloodtrail behind him, of brother & foe alike ), countless more where he almost lost to them. Chief among the specters in the fog is the one person he wishes never to face again in this existence and the one before.

❝Again you stand in my way...❞ he mutters to himself, eyes narrowed in tried attempt to see past the denseness, then sighting an unfamiliar figure approaching. ❝—!!❞ In a singular, fluid motion, he nocks Gandiva and aims it at the silhouette, eyes wide & trained. While his beloved bow might not possess its original strength blessed by prominent flames, it is not as if he required the divine to earn a score of carcasses.

That is, until he relaxes his pose, arrow held idly between his fingers as one would a pencil. He senses no immediate danger and admittedly feels bashful that confronting familiar specters elevated his awareness to paranoid degrees. With a bow of his head, he clears his throat to speak.

❝Ahem... Apologies, for pointing my weapon towards you. It seems spending far too long here has affected me more than it should. Perhaps it would behoove the both of us to return to the entrance.❞

@enchcntment

[eversanctum]

On prior reservation and updated app, here's Aphrodite from Hades! Her app can be found under /app or in the side bar under the same thing, thank you! ( hopefully this works! )

Welcome to Eversanctum, Aphrodite.

You awaken in the Grove with a key to cabin 03 clutched in your hand.

You have retained your flight. Your prehensile hair is also just fine.

You are safe here, Saved One.

- mod fawn.

[lunicwisp]

thread contains spoilers !

･ﾟ✧ ❛ ( @enchcntment​ ),

    ❛ what a cute display of imperfection ❜

    a ghastly smog reveals its presence among the furry creature, and a dark figure adorned with a cracked porcelain mask emerges from its vapour tendrils. a frown settles on a pale complexion, a singular voice echoes between the trees. water ripples.

        ❛ you’ve done it now, sister. you would kill our own sibling for a half-breed !                                             ---- why must you continue to bring dishonour to our family ? ❜