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[fatedfvllen]

isadora x kenji { @gvldntrbl } / the summer court

The day winded down to a close, the days grew shorter as winter was around the corner; the dinner crowd had filtered out of Hiro’s pub and pored onto the busteling streets of Zhēnzhū; Hiro was his younger step-brother that Kenji loved like blood. He hoped that his letter to his old friend, Isadora arrived before she left the palace for the night. He’s been wanting to play a matched game of Shogi. Many of his friends at the docks were good, but Kenji only felt good about taking his friends money so many times...

He ordered a bottle of warm sake from the barmaid on staff and began to set up the Shogi board on an empty table towards the center of the bar with a soft smile across his lips. “Glad that you received my invitation--” Kenji looked up as she approached the table. He pored her some sake and offered it to her.

[fatedfvllen]

river x louisa {@gvldntrbl​} / a figment of imagination

During times of heightened emotions, it was easy to walk in the mind of others. People’s minds were occupied with the emotions that many faefolk and humans let down their mental wards making it easy for an an expired dreamwalker to step into their daydreams. Louisa was peeking into people's mind for a purpose other than people’s private dreams; she was trying to find the familiar minds of the Dawn Court, or at least the people that mattered in the court. It took her a moment to realize that she was separated from them all. For weeks without end, she’s been surrounded by the Wakefield Court. Since he seized the throne, she was out of his watchful eye. A small bit of joy grew in her heart, and she felt a bit lighter than she had before since Lysander was still alive. It felt wrong to feel a bit of hope amidst the panic, but a smile tugged at her lips— 

A golden glimmer caught the corner of her eyes: illusion magic—she’d recognize it anywhere. The pull of the magic felt familiar to Louisa as she got closer to inspect it. She could see River’s signature woven in. Louisa reached out and let herself be pulled into the illusion. She saw River at the illusion helm, weaving an elaborate and delicate mirage. “A convincing fantasy you have woven here…” Louisa complemented River on the illusion that surrounded them. Normally, Louisa couldn’t walk into River’s dreams. She actually respected her friends' privacy. However, it didn’t stop Lou from finding River’s illusions and walking into it. 

[baelburningstar]

where: the balcony of Aries’ private residence, Haven Royal Palace with: Evren Can ( @gvldntrbl )

Six months since the Sturgeon Moon and the returned memories of his past lives. Since then, Aries had been battling with the knowledge of who he was, of what he’d done throughout the past, and whether it was something he wanted others to know. The truth of who he was. Throughout the lifetimes he’d lived he’d been betrayed many times... but he’d also been saved, and he’d trusted, and he knew despite everything that he could survive whatever happened to him. 

And selfishly, he wanted to tell someone, to share the burden of his knowledge. 

Evren was one of the people he trusted most, and he knew that she was wise. With the power of knowledge and her role as a trusted advisor... perhaps she could offer him advice. 

He waited for her on the balcony of his private residence. It overlooked the Royal Apiary and the capital city beyond. It twinkled with the lights of the evening, the sky turning from dusky pink to purple and soon to dark blue now that the sun had slipped beyond the horizon. He stood at the railing, leaning against it and holding a glass of deep red wine. He heard the glass doors open and turned to look at her, offering a smile. 

“Evren.” He spoke softly, taking her in. “Thank you for joining me. It’s a beautiful evening.” 

[fatedfvllen]

the autumn court / a court of pumkins & bros

To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees,   And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;      To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells   With a sweet kernel; to set budding more ...

             -To Autumn, J, Keats

{ @sangue-e-luce / @wickedgxmes​ / @lepinedoree / @gvldntrbl / @ocean-eyesahq }

[fatedfvllen]

the solar ducals / jacques x river x louisa { @theartofruling​ & @gvldntrbl​ }

louisa, daughter of aurora, dreamwalker in slumber and fantasies. she renews herself every morning under dawn’s first blush. she announces the arrival of the sun and the moon. she has two siblings: river, daughter of sol, the sun. the day’s golden glow and weaver of illusions; and jacques, son of luna, the moon. keeper of the stars and masters of shadows.

inspo ( x )

[fatedfvllen]

isadora x bruno { @gvldntrbl​ } / day court library

These walls, these tall dusty walls were Bruno’s home; books, maps, and things of the past. It was almost time for his lectures to begin. Soon he would have pupils from the Day Court filling the seats of the auditorium to listen to his lessons on philosophy and science. It was a good day; first in weeks that he hasn’t woken in the middle of the night from nightmares. The combat scenes from the end of the tournament replayed in his dreams.

He was smiling today, drinking tea and pulling books from the stacks for a council meeting. He was pleasantly surprised to see a old friend appear in his library. “Well, Isadora. It truly have been too long.” Bruno smiled and waved his hand at a stack of books, it zipped down the stacks and onto a wooden cart. “Are you going to be at court for a long visit?