•{ It’s about touch . . .

“Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around.” – Leo Buscaglia

Special thanks to Deriand for posing with me! (check out his Flickr)
Shirt: Cold Ash – Reece Henly Shirt

Ryanna (that’s me)
Outfit: Scandalize Lipa set. (Top, skirt, shoes) @ Vanity 
Hair: DOUX – Jennie hairstyle [Brunettes]
Pose :LW: Bento Poses :   Falling Into You @ Pose Fair (July)


•{ Meet at the beach . . .

She had been spending a lot of time at the beach lately.  Though the weather was hot and the sun was relentless on occasion, everything felt better when she was on the sands. While she had been spending time alone there, this time she had something else in mind. 

Earlier that morning she had picked up the phone and sent out a text, “Beach today? I’ll bring food.” She put the phone away and went to the fridge – she said she was going to bring food but the truth was she didn’t know if she had anything. Looking into the cool emptiness she twisted her lips. Yep. A store run was in order.

It was when she was heading out to the store that she got a reply.  The beach date was a go.

He had to  work that day so she knew she would have some time to get the other beach, set up a spot, and prepare for his arrival. The beach was busy as usual, but she was able to find a quieter spot that was a bit away from the noise, yet close enough to the water. It didn’t take long before everything was done and she stretched out under the umbrella to wait.  Picking up her phone she checked the time.  Everything was right on schedule. 

Presently she had drifted off to sleep but was awakened by the feeling of someone heading her way. Looking over she saw that it was him and a smile instantly lit up her face. That smile quickly broke into a light bit of laughter as she saw he was still dressed in work clothes. “But you’re not dres—-“  her words were by sudden laughter as he picked her up and held her in his arms. 

“If that’s how it’s going to be I’ll go home.” He said simply. 

She gave a quick “No!” And tighten her hold around him.  He only laughed and sat them both down on the blankets she had laid out. Once settled she help him take off his shirt so he could be a bit more comfortable at the beach.

He turned his head and gave her an appraising look as he tried to look impatient. “Better now? Got what you wanted?”

She blushed and reached out to touch his face. “Everything I need is right here.”


Thanks to Deriand for posing with me! (Check out his work!)

Pose: CKEY Poses – Inahale @ Senses Event

Set Design
The following are from the [InsurreKtion] Beach Day – gacha in the June PocketGacha

[IK] Beach Day – Beach Chair A
[IK] Beach Day – Stacked Chairs A
[IK] Beach Day – Ball
[IK] Beach Day – Bag
[IK] Beach Day – Sign
[IK] Beach Day – Beach Hut

Serenity Style- Summer Essentials Bag
SAYO – Palm Tree

•{ a different type of heat . . .

It wasn’t just the heat that had been keeping her up at night, it was the thoughts running through her head.  How long since she had thoughts such as these? How long had it been since she felt something like this? 

Shadows crept across the room, lit by the light of the rising moon. It wouldn’t be much longer.  He’ll be coming home soon . . .


Accessory: Mushilu Fetish Mask White @ Red Light District. 
Outfit: Una. – Mandy  @ Red Light District. 
Hair: Exile – Drive Fast. @ Collabor88 – June
Pose: <K&S> Sophie bento poses @ June’s PocketGacha

•{ Still waters . . .

It was a lazy day. After a long work week of running herself rampant she took to the beach. At the start of the day it was crowded, full of others who decided to spend the day in the same way. As the hours rolled by the people started to fan away.

She wandered out to the waters in the fading light of day. The water was cool, but not too cold. As the motion of the water pushed against her she felt the urge to drift away. The water pulled on her like a lovers hand, guiding her to come to him.

Her hands glided over the surface of the water and she sighed, letting all the cares of the week drift out into the sea.

Outfit: Scandalize Auna . (Panty / Pareo / Top ) @ June’s PocketGacha
Jewelry: [Avenge] Sacred Heart (Earrings and Necklace) @ The Vintage Fair
Hair: DOUX – Shawnte hairstyle [Brunettes]
Tattoo: Izzie’s – Wet Body & Face

•{ To hold my . . .

. . . Don’t be afraid to hold this
Even the thorns have roses
I know I can stand alone . . .
. . . I might be strong, I might be weak
There might be a part of me that I won’t let you keep
Been on this road, and come this far
I don’t need a man to hold my hand
I just want one to hold my heart . . .
–Lyrics “Hold my heart” by Lindsey Stirling

Will Archer (Check out his work!)
Outfit:.::Gabriel:: Knit Jacket & Shirt
Glasses: Nexor – Explicit
Hair: Volthair – Aiden

Ryanna (That’s me!)
Outfit: [Kenny Roland] GREASE Suit -Red-  @ Trés Chic
HairVanity Hair:: :Silk Noise-Greedy Pack
Necklace: {Reverie} ‘Box of Charms’  Vintage Pearl Necklace – RARE (old gacha)

Pose: The Owl. Its all about Tenderness – RARE@ PocketGacha {until June 14th}

{an} ending. . . |a Faire story

Fantasy Faire 2018

| A Character Story – Part 3 |

{ part one||part two }

Caelita had watched the Games from her spot in the stands. The high vantage point allowed her a good view of the entire ground and she spotted Na’Rayh almost immediately. Comparing him to the others, the Princess wasn’t sure what to think. While Na’Rayh was a good size, there were other men who looked bigger and taller. Fortunately size wasn’t the main thing that granted a person victory in battle.

As the Game played out Caelita kept her eyes on him. At first she was fearful but as Na’Rayh took down one opponent after another she began to have hope. While she felt grieved as dead bodies began to riddle the coliseum floor she was happy none of them were his. Perhaps the gods had heard her prayers after all.

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•{ The lies we tell . . .

“You’re lying again aren’t you?  You said you were going to stop.” 

That was the first thing she said to me.  Now she was standing on the other side of my open apartment door, looking at me with big pleading eyes.  I only sighed and stepped away from the door. She could either come in or go, but I wasn’t going to have a conversation with a threshold between us. Not with her.

After a few moments she stepped inside and I closed the door behind her. When I turned around she was watching me. I saw her fingers fidgeting as she held them down in front of her. It was one of her nervous ticks she did when she didn’t know what to do with herself. Two weeks ago I would have been tackled by her before I could even fully open the door.

My shoulders shrugged nonchalantly. “What exactly am I lying about?” I questioned. I stuck my own hands in the front pockets of my jeans and took a step towards her, which she parried with a backwards step of her own. Oh. So this is how it was going to be. She had picked a distance she felt comfortable with and was going to keep it. That didn’t mean I would. “Maybe you’re the one who’s lying. To yourself. About us.”

I took another step and watched her do the same. What I said came as a surprise for she started chewing on her lower lip. “You told me that you weren’t going to work for them anymore. That the last job, was the last one.” She startled herself when her heel hit against the sidewall. Obviously she hadn’t being paying much attention to what she was doing. Now she had nowhere else to go because I still continued towards her.

I didn’t stop until I was as close as I wanted to be to her. I felt the sudden shift around her, somewhere between stubborn defiance and the want to let go. We had been together for nearly a year without her knowing I had been smuggling weapons, but once she found out she called the relationship off rather suddenly. 

I placed my hand against the wall and leaned forward.  She immediately turned her head but that was okay.  I whispered in her ear, “So you came all this way to call me a liar? You could have done that on the phone.”

“As long as you’re working with them we can’t be together,” she protested.

“That’s an excuse.”

“It’s the truth.”

I turned her head towards me and our eyes met. “Now who’s lying?”

“The only way to get rid of temptation is to yield to it.” Oscar Wilde

Special thanks to Benjamin for posing with me!

Shirt: [Deadwool] Hugo shirt – denim
Tattoo:  TAOX – King

Ryanna (That’s me!)
Top: [Aleutia] Jules (Maitreya) @ On9
Hair: Exile – Live and Learn @ Collbor88 {Until May 6th}

Pose: CKEY Poses – The date. @ On9