#udamara

[udxfaust-blog]

Crumble | Amara & Faust

@udamara

They had warned him. Yet, like the beautiful scales of a snake that mesmerizes one as the snake strangles it’s prey, her visage distracted him. Her fangs sharp, painful. Her venom, effective. 

He had a way out. Even victims of a snake-bite could saved themselves by administering an anti-venom. Yet, he had tossed it away. He tossed salvation away... for her.

She has more beneath what she is showing. He argued. She has the potential to be so much more. They laughed, such is the amazing power of love.

Holding roses that were slightly worn and damaged. Faust had endured the beatings of the guards for their whimsy, after all, their orders were to never kill him, there was nothing said about hurting. He held them close to his chest, protecting them from the onslaught of violence. After the jeers, after they had grown tired of hurting him, they left.

Trying to make himself as presentable as possible, covering the winces and frowns caused by the bruises on his body with a bright smile, Faust approached Amara.

“Hey...” He spoke gently, making the dark bruises on his jaw seem lighter from the glow on his face, just from seeing her. “I got roses.”

[udxelyan-blog]

○ ace of clubs

(♧ @udamara)

the sweet breeze gently caressed his features as if they were caressing a lover, the sun, covered up by a cloud, was already setting. slowly, night was creeping in. the more elyan walked further into the forest, the least he was sure about his decision. he wasn't wearing his armor, but he was carrying his sword. should've at least brought a horse, he thought. 

the knight had conceded a friend's request to find a lost bracelet in the woods. as a knight he felt it was his duty to do so. the lost bracelet was owned by a duque, and the friend had lost it. and I'm the one who has to find it. he took frequent walks in the forest and indeed knew it well, but he was told the best way to find the lost possession was to look for it on the eastern side, and that's where he was headed.

he saw it from afar, first. he thought it was just an optical illusion, an odd looking shadow, perhaps, but tied to a tree there seemed to be a lady. he waited to get closer to understand the situation better — it was where he was headed to anyway. slowly, as he approached, the scene drew itself clearer. it was indeed a lady, incidentally a very pretty one, that was, if not tied, very close to a tree with... her feet off the ground? she was definitely stuck. elyan put his hand on his his trusty sword to help her get out of there.

[udxvihren-blog]

☩ -- if you'll believe in me, i'll believe in you

{ @udamara }

Some things that have been cannot continue to be -- even wondrous things are not forever. Sometimes, he thinks, that might be good; if Charlie hadn’t left him in the forest a fair few hours ago, he would not have come across the loveliest bunch of roses. He asked first before he pulled them from the earth, and held the three or four of them between his thumb and forefinger, careful not to touch the equally beautiful thorns. Vihren no longer minded the walk; Charlie left him so often that Vihren found the sound of his armour more comforting than the hooves of a stubborn horse on the ground.

And just as Vihren thought about the animal did one appear -- though it wasn’t quite as big as a horse, or wasn’t as white. In fact, it wasn’t a horse at all, but a familiar cat, walking towards him and giving him pause. The knight tilted his head to the side slightly, and smiled underneath the helmet once he had identified who it truly was.

“Miss Amara!” he greeted happily, and truly did hope that he had gotten her right as he crouched down, an elbow resting upon his knee and his free hand tugged his helmet off, placing it upon the ground. “How lovely it is to see you! To what do I owe the pleasure?”

[udxquinn-blog]

❝—Daydream away❞ (Amara Quinn)

Let it be said that Quinn, is, in all honesty, good with directions. How could he not, when he’s to lead an army of soldiers later on when he is king. He studies Wonderland, has maps of each location in intricate details, but unfortunately, the crown prince is prone to daydreaming when in silence. 

And silence is what the vale of tears is today. 

Quinn does not leave the palace much, he never could, with the rumors of a train that causes so much pain. But today, he managed to sneak out into the Looking Glass Railway, and manages to set foot here. Looking around, Quinn feels a sort of nostalgia, he remembers when he was small, when everything was colors and vibrance and laughter.

There is no trace of that anymore. 

Instead, there are tears and whispers of the Red Queens loosening hold in Queensland, and he vaguely worries because how is Auntie doing? Quinn has never met her before, but he knows a lot about her. Knows she’s currently weak, and knows she has a son two years older than himself. 

Lost in thought, the prince did not notice he took a wrong turn, ultimately setting himself up lost in the place.

[udjulianna-blog]

| push&pull; |

    ✿~ The perfect way to pass time in Wonderland was to find entertainment in the ordinary. There was always something lurking in the shadows that would provide amusement and fun to anyone who happened to be passing by-- the only thing anyone needed to do was to exert a little effort to find it. 

“I know you’re there, silly.” Julianna giggled, the sound echoing in the seemingly empty hovering of trees. Her dress was slightly crumpled at the hem from all the running and skipping she had done to get here. It was simply impossible to sit still when you were a Liddell. 

“Come on! Play with me already!” 

[ @udamara ]