“There’s a devil in the church…”

Eyes:

Viscous Eyes – Conviction MP Preview for the upcoming Dark Style Fair, opening on May 1st. Teleport to event.

Barbed Wire Necklace:

::GB:: Barb-wired neclace (men)(Rigged) White – Gabriel IW Currently available at Memento Mori, open on Saturday, April 29, 2017 @ 3PM SLT. Teleport to event.

Labret Piercing:

[CX] Spiked Drill (Silver) – Cerberus Xing IW / MP Preview for the upcoming round of The Men’s Department, opening on May 5th. Teleport to event.

Lip Piercings:

[CX] Bitten 2017 Update (Bento + Silver) – Cerberus Xing IW / MP

Flower Orbits:

Idunnr – Zibska  IW / MP

Hair:

Nikolaus – Action Inkubator IW

Crown Shown in Back:

\//. VoluptasVirutalis – Rye Halo – Aisling  IW / MP

“Do you realize that everyone you know…”

Horns & Bindi:

09[Cubic Cherry]{Ba’al} horns silver & 13[Cubic Cherry]{Ba’al} bindi silver –.::Cubic Cherry::. IW Currently available at Memento Mori, open on Saturday, April 29, 2017 @ 3PM SLT. Teleport to event.

Pose & Set:

Poseidon The Lab Tank – Poseidon Poses MP Currently available at Memento Mori, open on Saturday, April 29, 2017 @ 3PM SLT. Teleport to event.

Labret Piercing:

[CX] Spiked Drill (Silver) – Cerberus Xing IW / MP Preview for the upcoming round of The Men’s Department, opening on May 5th. Teleport to event.

To Manifest Temptation

Hair & Hands:

[NANI] Kiran.Hair – NANI IW Preview for the upcoming round of Memento Mori, opening on Saturday, April 29, 2017 @ 3PM SLT. Teleport to event.

Eyes:

16[Cubic Cherry]{Ba’al} eyes red – .::Cubic Cherry::. IW Preview for the upcoming round of Memento Mori, opening on Saturday, April 29, 2017 @ 3PM SLT. Teleport to event.

Facial Markings:

~SongBird~ Blaspheme (Both) – ~SongBird~ IW Preview for the upcoming round of Memento Mori, opening on Saturday, April 29, 2017 @ 3PM SLT. Teleport to event.

 

“Come away with innocence…”

Collar and Blood:

Heretic’s Toy – Cerberus Xing IW / MP Preview for the upcoming round of Memento Mori, opening on Saturday, April 29, 2017 @ 3PM SLT. Stay tuned for the landmark.

Mask:

[ContraptioN] Masks: Iron Beast – Contraption IW Currently available at Fantasy Faire 2017, open on April 20th at 9 AM SLT. Click here to visit the website and learn more. This item is located on the San Mora sim.

Spinal Chain:

[CX] Skeletal Chain (Black) – Cerberus Xing IW / MP

Tattoo by Axix. Crown by Pekka.

“Seven is for…”

 

Scarf on Loki:

Zealot Muffler (White) – Cerberus Xing IW / MP

Collar on Lofn:

[CX] Hell’s Harbinger (Black Out+Silver)  – Cerberus Xing IW / MP Preview for the Dark Style Fair, opening on May 1st. Stay tuned for landmark. Rigged for: Maitreya, Hourglass and Slink Male. Un-rigged Included. Posture Animation Included and MUST be used.

Hair on Lofn:

Jane Hair (Shaved) – Tableau Vivant IW / MP Currently available at Kustom9. Teleport to event.

Hair on Loki:

Kadosh– .Shi IW

 

The Parisian Rose

I was a tool crafted of velvet and pearls. The curve of my smile was designed to be as lethal as a dagger in the dead of night. The turn of my head, the fall of lashes over painted eyes – these became my weapons. Ballrooms became my battlefield; suites became my war rooms. It was important to be useful. Those without use were never used, after all.

And oh, how I both loathed and loved to be used by him…

Words of direction became as necessary as a lover’s touch. There was no sweetness wrapped up in satin sheets between he and I. What existed between us was insidious, wound with an exacting hand through my mind and my senses until all I knew was the beauty he crafted me to be. I danced between the lines of masculinity and femininity to enact plays within his grand design.

This was love as I knew it. This was all I had ever known. Like any lover must, I desired more of his affection. But, was I ever anything besides a prized possession? If that is all which existed between us, was that not enough to take pride within? Others coveted such a position…

I am uncertain when infatuation turned bitter upon the edge of my tongue. I do not know when what I perceived as love shifted to hatred. A laugh which once rolled like liquid sugar down the curve of my spine set my teeth on edge. Everything became an obsession. Everything became animosity. The way he meticulously placed the patches at the edge of his mouth, the scent of powder upon his wigs, the sound of his dress coat as he brought it over his shoulders – these things maddened me.

We were immortal creatures pulling the strings of a mortal world. The blood of men was sweet upon our tongues and there was pleasure at our fingertips. A single caress and kings would kneel. A stolen kiss and nobles would whisper the secrets of war and intrigue against the shell of my ear. A gasp, a moan, a profession of false love – these things granted me power beyond anything eternity had ever offered me.

They say there is a time when the student must overcome his teacher. There were points in history where the greatest victory came when a son murdered his father. The nobles deemed me “The Parisian Rose”. It was an affectionate, whimsical title granted this strange youth with his pale skin and empty eyes. I suppose it was accurate enough an honor. I appeared soft. I was lovely to look upon. I was given as a gift to first one and then another, a token of feigned admiration. And it is true I did house thorns…

I still remember how the flames looked as they licked and blackened the stone around me. I still remember how he looked at my feet; the pattern of his blood as it pooled out upon the marble. The cruelest things are housed behind a veil of beauty. I still remember the taste of him upon my tongue in those last moments. I remember the aching, brilliant emptiness I felt as I watched the realization that his own weapon had turned against him illuminate his features.

“I love you…” I whispered it against his lips as the light died in his eyes. And in that moment, I believe I did. But, as all tales must end, so did ours.

“I am not your Ghost anymore…”

Facial Scars:

Branded Roses – CURELESS IW Currently available as part of Fifty Linden Friday, accessible at the main store location.

Mouth Dagger, Nose Piercing, and Necklaces:

Carley Set – Bauhaus Movement  IW This item is available at the current round of Shiny Shabby, open on April 20th. Teleport to event.

Hair:

Jezebel – EMO-tions IW / MP

 

Echoes of Quarantine

Area has been quarantined. Please proceed to the nearest supply point.

These are the words that haunt him; which haunt each person who stood and watched as the fires began to rise, licking against a blackened horizon.

Sirens wailed in the distance and military aircraft moved across the sky like slow-moving omens of abandonment. There was no escape. Their advancement had become their downfall. The medically elite were reduced to players in a simple game of survival. It did not matter what degrees hung up on office walls any longer. It didn’t matter what numbers a person housed within their bank account. Everything came down to survival. Everything came down to making it from one day to the next. Intelligence only served a man as far as it could get him between the safe zones without injury. Prowess no longer became about hacking the genetic code. Now it was about how well one could protect the supplies they had managed to procure.

Eventually, the fires died out. The population continued to dwindle. Different societies began to develop; groups of people who felt their combined skills increased their chances of survival. Sirens no longer wailed in the distance. The contagion which had ravaged the city of San Mora become some quiet, lurking beast. It no longer howled out its hunger and dominance. It became part of the shadows itself, something insidious waiting silently with the promise it may choose to rise once more in the future.

There are still those who wander the ruins, forever touched by that which took place. Survival still reigns as the supreme god and all those who make their home within this place are faithful believers in its sovereignty.

He is no different.

Warning. Air quality reaching critical levels. Replace mask.

[Photograph taken on site at the San Mora sim, part of Fantasy Faire 2017 and sponsored by Death Row Designs.]

Riot Shield:

[ContraptioN] Salvaged Anti-Riot Shield *???* spine – Contraption IW Currently available at Fantasy Faire 2017, open on April 20th at 9 AM SLT. Click here to visit the website and learn more. This item is located on the San Mora sim.

Belt & Sword:

[CX] Bloodbone Cleaver (Blood) – Cerberus Xing IW / MP Currently available at Fantasy Faire 2017, open on April 20th at 9 AM SLT. Click here to visit the website and learn more. This item is located on the San Mora sim. (Also available at main store location.)

Horns:

[CX] Ikenga’s Horns ( Silver ) – Cerberus Xing IW / MP Currently available at Fantasy Faire 2017, open on April 20th at 9 AM SLT. Click here to visit the website and learn more. This item is located on the San Mora sim.

Mask:

[ContraptioN] Masks: Iron Beast – Contraption IW Currently available at Fantasy Faire 2017, open on April 20th at 9 AM SLT. Click here to visit the website and learn more. This item is located on the San Mora sim.

Hair:

*Dura*B76-LIGHT A – Dura  IW Currently available at Limit8. Teleport to event.

Pants:

TonkTastic – B52 Pants – Tonktastic IW

Pauldrons:

[The Forge] Tyre Pauldrons – [The Forge & EZ Weaponry] IW/MP

The Raven’s Oracle

Elegance cannot be lost, merely transformed. It breathes through the ruins, wanders and whispers its way through the cracks. It paints itself along the petals of each rose, each curling graceful vine where it climbs along the walls. Magic still breathes in this place and welcomes those who would walk once active streets. If one explores long enough, perhaps they will find the long-lost jewel from a fairy noble’s coat. They may fancy they can almost hear the music echoing through great halls where sunlight and shadow now preside over a dance no longer seen.

They cannot see him any longer, but he is still here. He still walks the avenues. Bare feet move from archway to sanctuary, remembering what it was before that fateful decline into memory took over the land. Oracles have always had their place throughout history, a profession which houses no prejudice about race or creed. They say when you are born blind your other senses strengthen to compensate for that missing sight.

Oh, but he has always seen the most wondrous and terrible things, even without the aid of his eyes…

He prophesied the greatness of Raven’s Perch and the avian creatures honoring such a name could be found about him when he walked. They guided the path of his feet, the sound of their call proclaiming if safety or danger rested for him up ahead. He saw great joy. He saw a hundred births and marriages before they ever took place. He lived within the future while his feet stood in the present. They celebrated his vision. Wine soaked the ground in jubilant offering to the gods when he spoke of their prosperity; the fires burned bright and high in the fields.

As with all fairy tales, there is a time to live and there is a time to rest. The vision came as all others. Eyes fluttered behind the mask he wore to protect an unseeing gaze from a bright sun. A slender frame bowed before the greatness of his gift until his knee touched the stone floor. Lips parted and a voice sweet and ancient as the gods’ came forth in song. The melody was haunted, filled with an eloquent sorrow that wound its way through the halls and the streets. It caressed over the roses and the fluted ears of his own people, waking them from their slumber and calling them from their work. All heads rose to listen and even the trees knelt before the message.

The mists came, and with them – Change. Change is inevitable. Now, roses rule the city. They whisper of an elegance and beauty that will never truly fade, no matter how high and thick the ivy weaves itself across the stone.

They cannot see him any longer, but he is still here. If one listens closely, they may still hear his voice upon the wind. He sings to them the mysteries of once was. He whispers to them of the change which is yet to come.

Wings on Back:

(RP) Fleurette Evony Wings – Purple – Roped Passions IW  Preview for the upcoming Fantasy Faire 2017, opening on April 20th at 9 AM SLT. Click here to visit the website and learn more. This item will be located on the Raven’s Perch sim. (This item is part of an outfit offered by the credited designer.)

Lip Piercings:

[CX] Bitten 2017 Update (Bento + Black) – Cerberus Xing IW / MP New group gift available at the main store location.

Blindfold:

*:..Silvery K..:*Blindfold Ribbon(Black). – *…Silvery K…* IW / MP