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Iâm alive, Iâm alive! Please donât remove the description. The Last Unicorn is still one of my favorite movies.
Light
âDo you still love her?â
The question resonated deep within the caverns of her mind, in the parts she kept hidden even from herself. Does a creature ever truly fall out of love? Sure it wanes, but does ever die? Brynsong was uncertain of how to answer the question for truthfully, she hadnât known the answer herself. Love wasnât fickle, but it was frail amidst tragedy and devastation. Too much had happened since the day she met Boâdariel and now. There was nothing that would pull her home, not even that of her sister. Two halves of the same whole, her twin mostly likely needed her more now than ever. Still, she had to flee.
Quelâthalas was ruined forever. Even if the people, now known as Blood Elves, rallied together to make it great again, it would never be the same. It was impossible. All Bryn wanted was a time when things were simple and peace was a constant. So much blood fertilized the lands she once found sacred. To go back would mean she had accepted what had happened and that wasnât something she hadnât done nor had she planned to.
Hair, dry and frazzled from the endless winter, whipped about her face as she stared off into the distance as if the answers were tangled within the winds. Sadly, she knew better. Blue eyes gazed aimlessly over the camp and she realized the answer was not so finite.
âNo,â she murmured simply. âNot because I want to, but because itâs the only option I have right now. If I truly loved her, Iâd be by her side right now. However, thatâs not where Iâm meant to be any longer. It was a great love, but I have now given myself to the light and itâs all I need.â
From the corner of her eye she saw him look upon her sadly, but she felt nothing of the sort. As a child she was told the world was not at all what it seemed and she believed in that to her very core. The light was her purpose and her path. All she had to do was trust in it in order to win the war of life.
âIâm traveling to Dragonblight at dusk,â she said to him before bowing and taking her leave. âGive Captain Daelin my best, Bryn. By the light,â Hiren said in her wake to which she acknowledged with a wave.
In a dream, a dream that happened to come several times a week, she was always surrounded by the many dragon flights of Azeroth. At first she had taken it for what it seemed, a beautiful and haunting sight. Though, with each dream came a new revelation, a clue of sorts. Until recent she had been the only voice heard, but then came another. It was a calling. Through much prayer and question, she knew that she had to heed the call to move forward. It was necessary to trust outside what she understood. It was something Turalyon taught her long ago.
Along her journey, sheâd rest in Crystalsong Forest at Windrunnerâs Overlook. Hiren should have known better than to tease her of Daelinâs growing affections. Bryn was in no position to return them, but in his presence she felt a sense of what moving on was meant to be. The feeling was fleeting, but a comfort she took willingly. It was also nice being with that of her own kind. A close minded want, but one she craved nevertheless. Beau had Elysong to care for now, which was more a burden than a blessing. It was simply time to let them both go.
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Crystal Herbalism- The Fae of Water
I have been connecting with the royal fae for a couple months now, their presence is powerful and mesmerizing. The royal fae are wingless, elegant, and contain strong elemental magick. Â I have recently connected with the water fae; they provide those who seek their guidance with the ability to access into the dream world of the faeries.
The dream world of the fae is a portal into their hidden realm, it allows you to communicate with the fae and receive visions from them. In order to connect with the water fae you must have an aquamarine crystal and be near a place of water. The place of water can be: a creek, river, ocean, pond, bath, shower, or sink. Hold the crystal to your heart and pray to the water fae, âI seek your guidance, for the waters of your magick to wash over me.â
Place the crystal into the water and envision the magick of the water seep into the aquamarine. Carry that stone around with you to give you peace, but when you go to sleep place it within your pillow case to allow you access into the dream world of the fae. The crystal blessed by the water will allow the fae to know your intentions and grant you access.
Crystal: Aquamarine
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This Winter Veil thing made me think about blood elves and the snow. Itâs pretty clear they donât really have a chance to see snow in Quelâthalas, but I think they always take the opportunity of walking in the winter wonderland :) I can imagine them going on trips to snowy regions, and when theyâre on a campaign there they still try to have some fun in the snow.
Imagine Lor and Halduron having a serious fight - with snowballs. And young Rommath standing in the knee-deep snow, laughing, his cheeks red from the cold and the excitement. ^^
[rolls around] somebody fic this please ahhhh
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imagine Hal and Lor having a snowball fight and they fling a snowball at Rom who is passing by, and he uses a magic spell to shake a couple of trees and bury Hal and Lor in a huge pile of snow before he moves on (he doesnât let them see his grin)
An anonymous helper of Greatfather Winterâs commissioned this illustration based on this conversation. Happy Holidays!
oh my god I canât belive it! itâs the most awesome thing Iâve ever seen, seriously! I canât stop squeaking. Awhhhhhhhhhhh *-*
You are the most wonderful people guys. All of you.
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In dire need of more Warcraft RP blogs to follow. If youâre a Canon or OC Warcraft blog, give this post a like/reblog so I can follow you! This can also be an awesome way to find other blogs!
Can you reblog if you don't mind me coming into your ask ic, even if we've got a thread?