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Don't forget to kiss your local silly wizard 🌿
Oops! all prairie dogs. 🐾 Various greeting cards I made last New Year's for my mutuals (I ended up doing 40+ in total?)
FFXIV Write Day 22: Time (Free Day)
Time was fickle
Some days it seemed to stretch on into agonizing eternity, with each minute dragging its feet into the next as Lady Fay begged them to hurry along. Today was not one of those days. Today was a day in which every minute screeched into the next, every hour going by in a blinding flash.
She was running out of time…
She was able to smell them before she could see them; rotted corpses stretched and mangled and horrific Voidsent hell bent on breaching the walls of the keep. Just the forward vanguard to be sure, simply fodder meant to wear down their White Mages so the higher rung commanders could swoop in and finish the job. Lady Fay felt a small pang of shame as she fled the front lines.
“I thought I would have more time…” she thought, breaking into a sprint. She didn’t stop until she found her two apprentices shuffling along with their peers towards the ramparts. “Vinia, Corin, to me” she commanded as she stormed past. Wordlessly the two novices filed out of the line and took up their positions on either side of their master. They walked around the corner before Lady Fay spoke aloud, wanting to be out of ear shot of anyone else before saying anything. “We are running out of time…” she muttered before turning back to face L’vinia, “Vinia, I need you to get to my study and grab the supplies from the chest. It is time.” The doll nodded, knowing what its master meant, and took off in the direction of the study, leaving just Lady Fay and Corin in the halls. Lady Fay took a deep breath and turned toward her other ward, kneeling down to her eye level. “Corin…” she started, knowing what came next, “No matter what may happen next, I need you to trust me, do you understand?”
The girl was scared, trembling at the thought of the horrors that besieged them, though she nodded regardless. “Y-yes Lady Fay…”
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“Stand there” Lady Fay commanded her apprentice, pointing with her cane at the intricate pattern scrawled upon the floor of her bed chamber. The girl nervously approached, carefully stepping over the lines and into the center. “Good, now stay there while I prepare some things.”
L’vinia came barreling into the room, sack in hand. It handed the sack off to its master before taking up a position at the desk mixing reagents together. It started crying…
“Why is it crying?”
The thought left as quickly as it came when Lady Fay snapped her finger in Corin’s face. “I need you to listen to me Corin” she said, her voice commanding yet quivering, “This is all going to happen very quickly, and I will not ask you to forgive me for it.” She wrapped a pink scarf around the girl's neck and gave a weak smile, tears welling in her eyes. “Just promise me you will remember that I love you, forever and always.”
“Lady Fay-” Corin started before she was bound in the crystalline walls of the spell. She tried to move, to scream, but found that she could do nothing against the bindings.
L’vinia scrambled around the pattern, dropping reagents in precise locations before scrambling away again to a safe distance. “I’m sorry Corin” it muttered to no one but itself and gave Lady Fay a nod.
The rune began to glow a soft orange, slowly engulfing the crystal in a brilliant light. Lady Fay touched the end of her cane to a section of the rune and began whispering some kind of prayer. She finished it by muttering, “Please send her somewhere safe” and sighed, her amber eyes wet with tears.
“Be safe dearest…”
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One thousand five hundred and seven years.
Corin floated through the rift for one thousand five hundred and seven years.
She wouldn’t know it though, she stopped counting after the first three.
She stopped retaining memories after one hundred and two.
Her mind failed after three hundred and seventeen.
And still she floated, no sense of self left.
And then she fell.
And then she was safe.
🇬🇧 Hello there! 👀 It will soon be my good friend @violettenouvel's birthday, and I finished a portrait of her prickly Faelinn for the occasion! Happy Birthday, my kind bean. Thank you so much for your friendship and the wonderful times we've had watching films and chatting away far into the night. May this new year of your life bring you nothing but the joy you deserve! (And I can't wait to see the rest of your story aaaAAAA)
It's been a while that I did not watercolour, so here is an opportunity with the secret santa I did for @violettenouvel ! Love her character William, from her comic "Lady Fay" (go read it !), what a chance to make a fanart to regain some skill with these traditionnal tools. ;) Hope you'll like the original one too when you'll receive it ~ (Here are some screenshots to see shiny things ;) ) . . artwork @hatchstrange characters @violettenouvel
Day 4 : “Romeo and Juliet” by Frank Bernard Dicksee feat. William and Faelinn from my webcomic LADY FAY!🧝🏽♀️🧙🏻♂️ I miss them so much but fret not, I'm almost done with the script for book 1… 👀
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Day 7 : "The Meeting on the Turret Stairs” by Frederic William Burton feat. my characters Tyrell and a mysterious dame from my webcomic LADY FAY. ⚔️💍 Sorry, that's kinda spoilery... 😘
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"I would kill the world for you..."