•{ Not going to write you a . . .

It was a quite day and she found herself walking about the attic in her old home. Light came in from the window and gave the place an old feel. Everything was covered in a layer of dust, but she didn’t mind. There were lots of memories here and she felt them.

“I’m…usually, hard … to hold on to…” The words came softly as she stepped lightly, bringing up small puffs of dust where her feet hit the floor. She spoke to no one, believing she was the only one in this place. “You mean well, but… you make this hard…on… me.”

As she traversed the room her eyes fell on the piano. It was heavily coated with dust that it was hard to tell at first glance the original color. She headed towards it and ran her forefinger along the hood, wiping up the dust. “They all say things you want to hear,” she sing-sang the words as she pushed back the bench and sat at the dusty piano. A hard blow of air given to the keys to remove some of the dust before her fingers settled over the ivories and tested the chords. “And my heavy heart… sinks deep, down, under you.” She continued to sing.

The old piano was only slightly off tune, but that didn’t matter much at the moment. There was no one else here. Right? Just her, the piano, and the dusty figures. She hung her head over the keys and drew in a deep sigh, strands of her hair falling over her shoulders.

Remnants of the last played note were fading from the air. She was so focused in on herself that she failed to hear the faint footsteps heading up the attic steps.

When her fingers hit the keys again the music was stronger and faster. “I’m not going to write you to stay. If your heart is nowhere in it, I don’t want it for a minute. Oh, I’ll walk the seven seas when I believe that there’s a reason to write you . . .” The music and words suddenly stopped as her dusty fingers now cradled her head. At the same time the one who had been walking up the steps was now leaning in the doorway watching. She was still oblivious to any other occupants in the room.

The person stepped forward and stopped just as another note hit the air. “I’m trying . . . to let you hear me as I am.” Her fingers hovered over the keys, head still bowed and eyes downward.

Silence. The silence hung until the new entrant spoke. “I hear you.”

[ dialog taken from the song “Love Song”  by Sara Bareilles ]

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Hair: TRUTH HAIR Fenella – browns


•{ After all this time . . .

“Even after all this time?” He softly whispered to her.
“Yes,” her voice cracked under the emotion she was holding back. Eyes stayed downcast, looking upon the ground. “Even after all this time.”

Though it was some time after the exchange of words, she still felt the weight of his hand on her shoulder and warmth of his breath against her skin. She felt hammered to the wall by the force of her own heartbeat. Her fingers flexed upon the handle of her golden mirror, using it as anchor to the here and now.

She could not stay out here forever. Yet his presence was all around her. Even after all this time.

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Hair: TRUTH HAIR VIP – Sugar
Tattoo: .::Nanika:: Scarab tattoo Gold

Pose: :LW: Poses – Grecian wall pose prop @ Tres Chic {Until July 10th}

On a slow jam

….I’ve waited all night long just to dance with you
And when you touched my hand
I knew you were the man
To turn my world around
And make my dreams come true
The magic in your eyes, made me realize
That everything I feel, has got to be real
And we danced and fell in love
On a slow jam ….

Broderick ( Check out his blog: A Gentlemen’s Game )
Hair: Exile:: AJ
Glasses: [Steinwerk] – Alphabeat glasses
Shirt: [Deadwool] Hugo shirt – black
Pants: [Deadwool] The Dandy – formal trousers – black

Ryanna (That’s me!)
Dress: neve dress – tantric sparkle @ Black Fair 2017
Hair: *ARGRACE* AZAMI – Dark Browns
Accessories: GizzA – “Lisa” Choker
.::Nanika::. Rose tattoo

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:[The.Plastik]:- Tritrunks Planter @ Collabor88 – April

Subway tunnel . . .

It was still a few hours until the subway station opened. Any station operators were behind closed gates further down at the terminals or platform. Call them eager, but the two of them had gotten to the station early with plans on taking the first train out of the city.

They were, literally, going to leave everything behind and get away.

He leaned back on the escalator railing and followed.  Her arms rested around his shoulders and his traveled around her waist. She turned her head to look around, though she knew the place was empty. “We have time before it opens,” she said referring to the station.

He smirked as he pulled her closer by the hips. “And I know the perfect thing to do.”


Broderick ( Check out his blog: A Gentlemen’s Game )
Hair: Exile::Vindicated
Glasses: [Steinwerk] – Alphabeat glasses
Rings: Kunst Allegiant and Magnus Rings
Facial Piercings: RealEvil Industries Rebel Face Piercings
Shirt: Egoisme Milano – EXMACHINA DOKTOR JACKET – Coal
Pants: Egoisme Milano – F.A.T Slim Fit Jeans Grey

Ryanna (That’s me!)
Dress: Storybook  – The Bomb
Earring – from *AvaWay* LOUISE_Pearl Set_White
Bracelet: [MANDALA]  Pearl Rain  Bracelet/White

Signature Pose – Captivated @ Love Interrupted by Depraved Nation until Feb. 27

[Bad Unicorn] 01 Hype-Beast Backdrop RARE

Waiting. . .

“If you’d be patient. . .” he said to her as she walked away.

They had met up for a light dinner at the corner cafe after work. The soothing atmosphere and tranquil music made it the perfect place to unwind after their busy week.

When dinner began to wind down he had taken out his phone and ordered a car to take them home. That was a half hour ago.

She let out an exasperated sigh while scanning up and down the street for any sign of their ride. “What’s taking them so long?” She asked. Her shoulders dropped in a small sign of defeat. They had a lovely meal and now she wanted to go home.

“We could have taken the bus.”

He was right, but she wanted to take a car for the ambiance.

From behind he motioned to her and spoke softly yet firmly. “Come here.”  When she came over he pulled her to his side. “Sometimes you have to wait for what you want.”

She took a deep breath and willed herself to relax.  “You’re right. I can wait.”

And, when she stopped being impatient for things to happen, they did.

Broderick ( Check out his blog: A Gentlemen’s Game )
Hair: ::Exile:: Jackson:Sable
Suit: [Deadwool] Peak suit (royal) – blue pin
Shoes: [ hoorenbeek ] Mesh Allen Shoes – Black

Ryanna (That’s me!)
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Hat: *~*Illusions*~* “Carmen” Fedora Hat

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.| Ori & Bayde |. Whispers of treason . . .

Ever since Bayde had become a more prominent figure in her life, Ori’Ziya’s father, the King, had significantly reduced her role. The King treated Bayde as the son he never had. Ori’s duty was given to Bayde, and now he was always off dealing with their enemies and allies. The transition was a bit suspicious in her mind, but she didn’t question, too loudly, her father’s decision.

It was winter. Ori had spent the last few months in the King’s court and heard whispered words of treachery amongst her father’s council and generals for months. It was no secret that everyone was not pleased with the accolades given to the elf, who use to be human.

Something was going on.

Presently, Ori’Ziya rested in the fields outside of the house Bayde had been rewarded for his service. The last communication she had received from him had said that he would be back today.  That is when she would tell him her suspicions.

The sound of feet and hoof prints crushing snow sounded off ways behind her. Ori’Ziya turned and smiled upon seeing her companion. “What have you got there?” She asked, laughing in amusement.

She got up from the ground and went to them both. Bayde was leading a unicorn, and it whinnied as she came near, stomping its foot as her hand brushed the side of the animals face.  Ori was amazed. Unicorns were rare, even in the Elven world. That he not only saw one but was leading it, was something special. “How did you –”

Bayde piped in before Ori could finish speaking, “A rare mount for one who is equally as rare.” He hoped it would keep her from asking what he didn’t want to answer. “Hop on. Let’s go home.”

The unicorn nodded its head as though it understood, and Ori mounted. “Bayde,” she began to say, “You shouldn’t go back to Court.  Not yet.  You don’t have many friends there.”

Ori waited but he didn’t respond, only continued towards the house. She continued. “There have been whispers of treasonous acts and making you take the blame for them!”

She couldn’t see his face. He didn’t respond right away and Ori stayed silent, thinking that he was weighing what she had said.

They crested the hill, their home was only a short walk from here. Bayde stopped the unicorn and offered Ori his hand to help her dismount. All this time he hadn’t said anything, but now that she could see his face she saw hints of worry around his eyes. The unicorn wandered off to graze.

“You don’t get where I am without making a few enemies, Ori’Ziya,” Bayde said. His tone was strong and sure. He held her hands and looked at her steadily. Aside from the worry, Ori couldn’t tell much else. “I made it back, just as I said I would.”

“You should stay here. Lay low for a while.” Ori suggested. “Let me see what else I can discover.”

Bayde shook his head. “I’m a soldier. I do not cower.”

They both knew her father expected him back at court in a day or two in order to discuss what happened on the excursion. Ori sighed and then set her jaw. Not only was Bayde in danger, but her father was as well. She wasn’t going to loose either of them.

Bayde seemed to have read her mind for he nodded his head. “I have a plan.”


Broderick ( Check out his blog: A Gentlemen’s Game )
Hair: Exile::Unravel (messy)
Outfit: LostGem fantasy male v1 outfit

Ryanna (That’s me!)
Dress:  ::Una:: Kamila Dress – Sky @ We❤ RP December
hair: Truth Hair VIP – Sugar (with added bangs)
Ears: [MANDALA] Simple_ELF_Ears

Serendipity: eternity… (3) @ 2nd Level Event
Photo 2 Ryanna: Sam Poses – The Last Unicorn
Photo 2 Broderick: Sam Poses – The Last Unicorn (rezzed two unicorns, merged together)
Photo 3: Sam Poses – Feel My Heartbeat

Set Design:
Noble Creations [NC] – Old Village House @ We ❤ Rp Dec. Round