#rock 01

[gwarchtawelwch]

@halcyondigger​

She was... Particularly into this. She loved cooking in many forms and the moment she’d discovered there was a place where you could design your own gingerbread she was straight on it. Painstakingly she had created a rendition of her friend from home, the Alcremie made an adorable gingerbread too. 

If only she could actually show this to her... 

After the cookie had been created, she clutched it like her life depended on it and turned to the right. Then she almost jumped out of her skin.

“You...” Truthfully, it’s not like she bore him any ill will, she had just been away with the fairies and being brought back to reality wasn’t pleasant. 

“What are you-...” No that was probably a stupid question. “I’m not doing anything.”

[greenishmoon]

@halcyondigger

Any “ancient” beast could be worth some attention, at least that’s what she’d gone into the Mistwood thinking. An old forest king complete with his own legends in the city? Perfect! How interesting! Perhaps he was yet another descendant of her niece, she’d thoroughly looked forward to a decent chat.

However, that’s not how it had gone down. The beast was yet another ornery drake and wouldn’t even give her the time of day. 

Annoying.

Annoying.

À̶̡̢̢n͏̛̀n̷̶̡̨͘o̸̵̶͘͡y̸̨įn͜҉͞͏g̢͢͞

This wasn’t a fun game! This wasn’t chaotic! It was slow, it was boring it was pedantry. Oh, it was a blessing to be outside the trapezohedrons, but this was such a separation from who she was that it was starting to wear thin. Even aside from everything that had been taken, fundamental truths just weren’t... True! Maddening! And not the good kind of madness! She’d been patient until now, and she knew she’d be fine again tomorrow. But now, right now? She was unhappy. 

She needed something basic, something raw. There was something in these ruins, she could smell it. It would have to do. 

So she stalked through the broken stone structures in the form of a terrific spider like creature of monstrous proportions. Her body was a strange, fractured glass refracting light of many different colours with what looked like a cocoon of prismatic webbing wrapped around something stuck to her abdomen. She strode on at least a dozen different legs, legs that periodically struck through weakened walls as she searched for something out of place.