Any other “The Guild” fans out there? I remember when I first discovered the web show so many years ago. I couldn’t get enough! I didn’t feel so bad about playing Warcrack, and it really was comedic genius. So when I put this outfit together to show off STUDIO EXPOSURE’s makeup for Powder Pack, the song “Game On” immediately came to mind. These are the same innovators who gave us “Do You Want to Date My Avatar?” so if you’ve not seen the entire series, binge watch it now!
…fuck this! My first Christmas-y post!? I’m still rollin’ in the Halloween groove and it’s not even Thanksgiving yet, and already there’s a Christmas-music-only radio station and decorations are going up where I live. CAN’T IT WAIT UNTIL DECEMBER AT LEAST?!
Nope. No it cannot.
So enjoy if you’re one of those people, and check out The Forest – Winter Wonderland sim. Ride the tour train until your Christmas heart is overfull! I’ll be in the back grousing like the Grinch I am. ^.^
A night like any other. All the same, it held its own melody. The notes, the same, yet the way they were sung twisted to find their own life every time they met. The words were few, but they were spoken with the weight of ages. Trust and unison wove within the very walls with every devoted act, every twist, turn and touch bound to strings that he held, knowing well it should be no other way.
The adoration shared was unmistakable. Conversations were shared through mere looks. Wordless cries bared his name, sang true of delight and offered gratitude all in the same turn.
Her eyes sat upon him, expectantly. The evening sifted by as they shared this gaze, the line between torment and ecstasy fading away as the morning light crept closer. Tension grew, the discipline she held beginning to crack. He moved only when the apex of her tolerance was found, instinct trained through familiarity conducting his motions.
Firm pressure of his forefinger tipped her chin upward, stilling her faint trembling as he made certain she could see the truth within his eyes as he spoke the simple words long awaited.
I know of the leafy paths that the witches take Who come with their crowns of pearl and their spindles of wool, And their secret smile, out of the depths of the lake; I know where a dim moon drifts, where the Danaan kind Wind and unwind their dances when the light grows cool On the island lawns, their feet where the pale foam gleams.
I had the honor of doing a collaboration with the adorable Maeiko! We decided upon a yin-yang theme so we’re wearing a good deal of the same things, but you can find her version here. Thank goodness we have similar inventories!