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Stelle followed Edgar's guidance, giggling a little. She was enjoying being here, among others at last.

@itisweselton

It had been planned for when the Veil thinned. Stelle embraced Acer, bidding him goodbye.

She was off to Weselton, to finally meet others face to face. She had a suitcase of her things, and a costume for a masquerade ball that she was invited to on behalf of the Duke.

The other case had gifts for the Duke, to show her gratitude. Books of Harmonian tales, maps, gemstones...

She hoped to make a good impression as she went through the doors, to enter the waking world for the first time.

📍Tenju-an, Nanzen-Ji , Kyoto Japan

"...You have my sympathies..." Rennoh bid. "Palmia and I never had true Lusii..."

"True." Palmia growled, "We were found as orphan Pupates and I was cast to the Wilderwood. But it worked out. The Golden Hind are my family, but..." Palmia looked at Rennoh. "You aren't going back."

"What?"

"Look at you. You're run ragged." Palmia glanced to Soldan, pondering. "Solan... What do you know of the 'Classpect' thing?"

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Stelle had entrusted her friend to check on her brother, a Troll living on Harmonus.

Harmonus' main metropolis was a dizzying whirlwind of color and co-existence, fed by many worlds and universes with Trolls.

The train would take Soldan to a more rural place, and the manner of folks on the train went from enthusiastic tourists and locals on daily errands to farmers and sorts that seemed... ...Shady.

Subdued Subjuggalos, other Highbloods that seemed to be ready to hunt, exchanging money with a farmer to "Cull the Wilderwood."

quilt by Chinami Terai

"...What are they worth to you? Are they worth more dead than alive?" she asked.

A shimmering tear fell upon the Egret. It seemed to bring a ghost of the bird to appear, as if wading in a nonexistent lake. Delicate as a pencil sketch, the Egret waded around its lake. Alone.

Stelle watched. The bird called out, but no others joined.

Open RP

The Lone Moon was lustrous in its ocean of sky. Stelle stood at a long pool of still water, gazing into the deep blue. Gilded fish swam about, some bobbing up at the surface.

The Pierrot Troll picked up an ivory dish, laden with pellets. She tossed pellets to the water, watching as the lazy fish sprang to life.

It was lonely here. Were there Dreamers out to see her?

All of the official promotional pieces/cover art I’ve done for the game(s), no logo version this time on Act 2′s. Everyone asks why is xefros so nervous? Who is he looking at? Well… hmm. I do wonder! 

"Oh... Sure..." Stelle smiled at the young man, and they went to dance.

Another went to the Duke, "Certainly a strange young lady, Your Excellency... She is making a wonderful impression."

@itisweselton

It had been planned for when the Veil thinned. Stelle embraced Acer, bidding him goodbye.

She was off to Weselton, to finally meet others face to face. She had a suitcase of her things, and a costume for a masquerade ball that she was invited to on behalf of the Duke.

The other case had gifts for the Duke, to show her gratitude. Books of Harmonian tales, maps, gemstones...

She hoped to make a good impression as she went through the doors, to enter the waking world for the first time.

Weighing in at up to 700 pounds, the elk stands as one of the biggest deer species on earth. But don’t think that just because an elk is large that it’s slow. A mature bull can run as fast as 40 miles per hour – they’ve even been able to outrun horses in short races.

the moon is cool i think. big fan of the big rock.

photos all by me