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Edges of Autumn

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Every year we have been
witness to it: how the
world descends

into a rich mash, in order that
it may resume.
And therefore
who would cry out

to the petals on the ground
to stay,
knowing as we must,
how the vivacity of what was is married

to the vitality of what will be?
I don’t say
it’s easy, but
what else will do

if the love one claims to have for the world
be true?

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So let us go on, cheerfully enough,
this and every crisping day,

though the sun be swinging east,
and the ponds be cold and black,
and the sweets of the year be doomed.

Lines written in the days of growing darkness, by Mary Oliver

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The details:

  • Body: Maitreya Mesh Body – Lara V3.5
  • Skin: Glam Affair Cleo (America – Clean B)
  • Eyes: Poetic Colors Opal (Sun Wave)
  • Hair: D!va Hair Gabriella
  • Attachments: SLink Avatar Enhancement Hands
  • Top: neve by coldLogic lively pull-over
  • Jeans and boots: PurpleMoon Penelope (available at current round of On9)
  • Jewelry: Maxi Gossamer Ariel Sun Pendant earrings and short necklace (available as separates on the Marketplace)
  • Makeup: SlackGirl Paola (02); {MUA} All the Ways eyeliner (Pack 2 – 4); Glamorize Innocent lipstick (09)

Photographed in Good Memories region

View the full-size photos (including a 1920×1080 wallpaper) in PNG in my Flickr album.

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Tholosa, the Witch-queen

October’s here!  Time to start getting in gear for Halloween, and I’ve got just the thing here.  I was going to just publish these on Flickr, but at least a few of them are pretty decent; so I’ll do the same thing here as I did on there, publish them with text beneath to explain each scene in my story.  It’s definitely a first for me, I’m not sure what Harper would have to say about this one.  But if she can publish her stuff on here, so can I, and she’s been encouraging me to. You get to judge how I do.

Fair warning disclosure — there’s a lot of large pictures here.  Have patience if it takes a little for them to load, please.

You can see the entire original collection in full size in the album on Flickr (aside from several I’m adding in here to help bulk out the collection, or that I reshot with Conan to improve things).

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Tholosa the Exalted, the Witch-queen of the Empire of Oshor Chih — known not as The Exalted by her enemies, but as Tholosa of the Grave — takes her ease in her palace’s apartments, beneath a statue of one of the strange gods she worships.  Even in the gloom of her rooms, this strange woman, who has conquered and absorbed into her empire kingdom after kingdom, glows with a shell of power.  This encourages her unlettered slaves to believe in her as a goddess, and puts to use the undesirable effect of all the sorcerous protections she has cast about her in self-defense.

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Club Night

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Harper suggested we go check out a club called Cyberia Openstage.  The Destination Guide (a handy thing at times for newbies or relative newbies for finding fresh places; even you oldbies should try it sometimes) lists it as “a sci-fi themed place with an open stage for all aspiring and established deejays.”  And we loved it when we got there; someone was playing electronica at the time, and a batch of people were grooving the beat.  We recommend it for music and dancing, if you ever want to go clubbing someplace that doesn’t require a ball gown.

Looking for photos of Cyberia? Not here, but edgy fashion, yes. Turn the page.

Building a Story Set

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When I do storyboarding for my short fiction, as I’m doing a lot of lately for the story based on “Like a Thief In the Night,” I like to get as detailed a set as possible, so that I’ll have the place my characters inhabit as clear in my mind as I can.  When we first meet Melanda, Duconna Ceal of Eldav, we’ll see her in the office of a doctor specializing in biosculpt and cosmetic enhancement technology.  Not surprisingly, though, there aren’t many places even in Second Life that boast a biosculptor’s office and exam rooms.  So I was forced to build one for myself and my partners.

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Ferosh Fashion Week — Going To a Go-Go

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Well, there’s a brand new place I’ve found
Where people go from miles around
They come from everywhere
And if you drop in there
You might see anyone in town

“Going To a Go-Go,” by Smokey Robinson, Pete Moore, Bobby Rogers, and Marvin Tarplin

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Harper and I are hopeless during the summer.  She’s in short-story mode a lot lately and wants to storyboard everything to work out her settings.  We’re both busy with out-of-school families in RL.  But we took a break to get some of the more important work done — like keeping our sanity together with a little fashion fun in world.  We took a quick run — Harper was in one of her Melanda costumes at the time, though she isn’t here — to Ferosh Fashion Week, and I found this lovely, feathery, flirty party dress that I had to get!

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Good Friends, Food, Gossip and Fashion

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“So,” Harper said while we were having lunch together, “looks like you got to The Instruments.”

“Yeah!” I said as I sipped my lemonade. “I’m afraid I turned into a clone of you; I’m wearing the same dress.”

“Not quite,” Harper said.  A waiter dropped a small salad in front of her; I’d already eaten.  “You chose a pattern. I went for a solid. I’m not that much into patterns and prints, depending.”

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Like a Thief In the Night — Part II

This is Part II of the story which was begun yesterday.  In Part I, Ellen entered into a slightly shady “gene-jig” clinic to prepare for a “job,” the details of which we don’t know of yet.

But we shall shortly….

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One month later —

The evening sparkled, as it always did at the Hotel Capulus, in the Resort Districts of Metroplex 84. No matter the actual weather conditions, the night sky twinkled with stars and a bright full moon, and the sun was always warm in the daytime, thanks to the hotel’s climate-controlled dome. The guests glittered as well — only the elite’s elite (there were always super- and substrata in any social class, even if the levels were as shallow and artificial as wealth and social or political standing) could get a reservation here. Daytime or nighttime, men and women came to the Capulus to relax, to meet, to transact business or attend events, and always to dance and preen in the time-honored game of “king of the social hill.”

The end of the story, and a LOT of photos, on the next page.

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