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The Nightingale having a quiet moment in Velia. 

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The sun will come back in its own time...

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*blush*

I have only been playing this reworked maewah a little over a week, but with some friends encouragement, I started posting her up on my screenshot twitter that I have used for contests before. 

Well...Sae was featured for valentines day which had me over the moon...

And now...

 https://twitter.com/BDO_News/status/965269835717455873

I am fangirling and honestly proud as hell ATM. I just had to share, and since this is her blog...Taadaa!

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𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓛𝓮𝓰𝓮𝓷𝓭 𝓸𝓯 𝓣𝓮𝓪.

I have always enjoyed tea. The scent, the way the air seems to flow around the pot as the water sets...it is something I have always enjoyed. Even the art of tea. The way the leaves are dried and treated is fascinating. I wonder if anyone still practices the art anymore. The boiling of the water to a perfect temperature...

𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝑒𝓂𝓅𝑒𝓇𝑜𝓇 𝓈𝑒𝓉 𝓊𝓅 𝒸𝒶𝓂𝓅 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑜𝓊𝓇𝒶𝑔𝑒 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝒽𝒶𝒹𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝒶 𝓁𝒶𝓇𝑔𝑒 𝓉𝓇𝑒𝑒. 𝒜 𝒻𝒾𝓇𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓂𝒶𝒹𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶 𝓅𝑜𝓉 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒷𝑜𝒾𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓌𝒶𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓅𝒶𝓇𝑒𝒹.

There is an art to how the water boils. It will tell you what temperature it is simply by sight or sound if you pay attention. The water will bubble small and sizzle when it is in its first boil while on its second it will bubble larger and the sizzle will vanish. This is the perfect time for brewing. All the elements are at peace.

𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓉 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒻𝒾𝓇𝑒 𝒷𝓇𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓁𝑒𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓁𝑜𝓃𝑔 𝒷𝓇𝒶𝓃𝒸𝒽𝑒𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓉𝓇𝑒𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝒹𝓇𝓎 𝑜𝓊𝓉. 𝒮𝓊𝒹𝒹𝑒𝓃𝓁𝓎, 𝒶 𝒻𝒾𝑒𝓇𝒸𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓃𝒹 𝑔𝑜𝓉 𝓊𝓅 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒷𝓁𝑒𝓌 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓁𝑒𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓈 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓅𝑜𝓉 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒷𝑜𝒾𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓌𝒶𝓉𝑒𝓇. 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝓊𝓇𝓃𝑒𝒹 𝑔𝑜𝓁𝒹𝑒𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶 𝒹𝑒𝓁𝒾𝒸𝒾𝑜𝓊𝓈 𝓈𝒸𝑒𝓃𝓉 𝒶𝓅𝓅𝑒𝒶𝓇𝑒𝒹.

This my love of tea and the simple yet complex art that surrounds it. It is a shame that much of this world has lost itself in the “New” ways of the mainland. I wonder if we will ever go back to the simple elegant ways of the past.

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This is kind of what I believe Sae would sound like if she sang in her native tongue. 

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Sae’s purple dress! I finally got her in the right purple! ♥♥♥

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𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒩𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔𝒶𝓁𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒾𝓃 𝒶 𝓃𝑒𝓌 𝓁𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝒽𝒶𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝓁𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓁𝒶𝓌𝓈 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒢𝒶𝓇𝒹𝑒𝓃𝓈. 𝒯𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓌𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓂𝒶𝓃𝓎 𝓃𝑒𝓌 𝒷𝒾𝓇𝒹𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝓃𝒾𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓈 𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒻𝑜𝓇, 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝓃𝑒𝑒𝒹𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝓁𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝑜𝓃𝑔𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓁𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝓅𝑒𝒶𝓀 𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓂.

The Master and the Lady of the garden seemed interested in me, curious about what and who I was before I left Haso. They did not know that I could sing, or dance...they did not understand the life of a Geisha. They did not know that we are not free, but neither are we owned. 

We entertain. We comfort. Few of us bed our patrons. We are living works of art. The beauty that breathes life into the world around us. 

𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒩𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔𝒶𝓁𝑒 𝑒𝓍𝓅𝓁𝒶𝒾𝓃𝑒𝒹 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑔𝒶𝓇𝒹𝑒𝓃 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝒸𝒶𝓂𝑒 𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓂, 𝓁𝒶𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓉𝓇𝒶𝒹𝒾𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈 𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝓁𝑜𝓈𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝒽𝑒𝓇. 𝒩𝑜 𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝓀𝓃𝑒𝓌 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓈𝑜𝓃𝑔 𝑜𝓇 𝒽𝑜𝓌 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝒹𝒶𝓃𝒸𝑒 𝑜𝓃 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓅𝑒𝓇𝒸𝒽 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒻𝒾𝓈𝒽𝑒𝓇𝓂𝑒𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓃𝑜𝒷𝓁𝑒𝓈 𝒶𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒.

I admit I am at a loss. This place is coarse, like salt on my skin. I feel torn at times when I watch the descendants of Haso walking the streets. They are as dolls, painted but not understanding why. Here, our culture is an aesthetic with no meaning. It is a shallow existence with no life, a mockery of the rich world we came from. 

I know my sister and I must grow. I know we must walk the fields of salt before we can come to the valley of this new life. All I can do is pray to the ancestors that our path will not wind as the serpents back along the way. 

I do not want to get lost in this new place.