"Oh... Sure..." Stelle Smiled At The Young Man, And They Went To Dance.

Stelle bowed, Your Majesty, I come from Lone Moon, the land of Prophetic Dreams. It is an honor to share company with you.”

@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.

"If I Can Be Where You Are" - Enya

“I go to you at night along the road of dreams.”

— Ono No Komachi, excerpt of “My longing for you—”, trans. by Jane Hirshfield with Mariko Aratani in The Ink Dark Moon: Love Poems by Ono No Komachi & Izumi Shikibu, Women of the Ancient Court of Japan

More medieval dyes for y'all!

"...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?"

@pcrplevenom

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."

the full moon in paintings

"Why, thank you...." Stelle smiled, before a young man offered to cut in. Stellelooked a little lost, and looked to Edgar for guidance.

@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.

✏️ for Stelle?

Incorrect Quotes!

Soldan: Don’t worry, I know exactly what I’m doing. Everything is going to be fine! Stelle: How can you still say that? Soldan: Because sometimes, when things get tough, denial is all we have.

Soldan: Someone will die. Stelle: Of fun!