#thepantheonoffae

[drawingwithstars-moved]

whose the guy getting hot and heavy with syriana?

"..."

"Don't know, don't care, he's a dead man walking regardless."

[madeofsunlight-archive-blog]

Once word had reached Antheia's ears that Sunny, her little poppet, her flower, her darling little daughter, wasn't sleeping right, well, there was only one solution to the problem. Or at least, for Antheia there was. So, it was with little hesitation that the nature goddess had summoned Sunny to the sanctuary and once her poppet was in the gardens - she threw poppy dust at her.

[birdofsouls]

// Mour has her own paaaage now

(yes I changed her name slightly. It bothered me that it was like Mors. Her name came from the word 'mourn' so I went back towards that a little more.)

[madeofsunlight-archive-blog]

#mors: my little girl#touch her and die#no courtship without the approval of the lord of elysium#mors has spoken

"Edair!"

"What am I? Fifteen?"

[spiritsofvivaldi]

"I was thinking I should really get to know the other nature spirits."

"Antheia seems cool."

[madeofsunlight-archive-blog]

Dear Mors.

Edair,

I don’t quite know why I have to write to you, considering you’re presently less than a few feet away, and we spoke not all that long ago, but for the novelty of it, let’s pretend that didn’t happen, you aren’t going to read this any way.

I’m sorry for my penchant for upsetting you—which I seem to do quite a lot lately, it’s just been rather different. Six hundred years, I allowed myself to get used to you being sullen and quiet and angry with the world. And don’t try denying any of that, because I was in your head. Like I keep saying though, it’s a good change, and I’m glad you turned up again, because honestly, if you hadn’t I don’t think I would have ever come back to the Sanctuary.

I’m still sorry for leaving and I hope you don’t hold that against me.

I envy her, how loved she’s going to be, how good you’ll be to her and how easily she can get a smile out of you. But I promise I’ll love her, and look after her all the same.

Much love,

-Lo

[madeofsunlight-archive-blog]

"Run, run, run as fast as you can."

"Anyone home?"