•{ Outside, at the bench . . .

It was an upscale party. A friend – and the hostess – had invited her because they had been worried she was spending too much time alone. Though a party was not her usual forté she agreed, if only to get the friend off her back.

From the house steps she could already hear the revelry from inside. She took a breath, adjusted her dress, and entered. Inside people were laughing and a general feeling of good cheer was in the air. Though that was all on the surface. All the conversations she engaged in and heard felt the same. Everyone was focused on themselves and the want to be more interesting then the next person.

When the opportunity came she politely excused herself and went outside. There was a small park across the street and that’s where she went. She only needed to recharge before going back inside and a decent reason to leave the party early.

A few short moments later there were approaching footsteps followed by a man’s voice. “I can see why you came outside,” the man started to say, “Nature isn’t pretending to be something it’s not.”

She recognized him from the party. He had been discussing market shares and stocks to a selection of avid listeners. She had not been one of them.

“Is that why you’re here?” She gave him a questioning look. “Tired of pretending?”

He shrugged and leaned against the bench where she sat. “Could say the same of you.”

Only a hint of annoyance wore on her face. Why was he here? Obviously she came to be alone, otherwise she would have stayed at the party. She had to look up slightly now if she wanted to talk to him properly. “I didn’t ask for company.” She stated plainly.

He responded smoothly. “I’m not company. I’m Jake.” His quip made her smile.

Already it was more interesting outside of the party then in.


Wearing:
Ali (Check out his Flickr!)
Jacket: BlankLine – Flight Jacket [Black]

Ryanna (That’s me!)
Outfit: [Kenny Roland] | SEXY TERRY @ Cosmopolitan
Hair: booN Lab.007 hair
Necklace: WAYNE / MIRA Necklace (GOLD)

Pose: CKEY Poses – Just One Touch (slightly edited)

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•{ Lingering thoughts . . .

Her thoughts were scattered all over the place. The last few days had been a whirlwind of activity with him. They always were. Whenever he came to town they made the most of their time. Now she sat upon the windowsill, looking out and thinking about what she had gotten herself into.

“The smell of your skin lingers on me now.
You’re probably on your flight back to your home town . . .”

“How much time do you have?” She had asked him.

He saw the unsaid words in her eyes and turned her face up to look at him. “I’m here,” he said. “I’m here now. And you are here. Leave tomorrow for another day.”

And they did. They laughed and enjoyed each other as day turned into night and night turned into day once again. Through all the revelry there was the small voice telling her that this was all a lovely dream and it was almost time for her to wake up.

“I need some shelter of my own protection, baby.
To be with myself and center. Clarity, peace, serenity . . .”

All too soon it was his last night. He stretched the time as far as he could, but he couldn’t stay. There was a plane he had to catch. “This is the part I don’t like,” he admitted while holding her securely to him in his arms. “Come with me.”

He asked her every time, and every time her reply as the same. “You know I can’t,” was her answer. Job, responsibilities, family, they were some of the things that held her here. It was also fear. Though she didn’t tell him that, he knew. It was the unsaid thing he always saw in her eyes.

He kissed her slowly, taking in each moment to take with him. “You’re always on my mind.” Those were the last words he said to her before he picked up his bag and left.

After he had gone she sat at the window, collecting herself to face another day and count down the ones until he returned.

“And I’m gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket, but I’ve got to get a move on with my life.
It’s time to be a big girl now and big girls don’t cry. . .”


Wearing:
Outfit: ::Una: – Astra @ Kinky Event {Until Dec. 19th}
Hair: HOMAGE — Frenchie Redux : Coffees

Pose: [ Focus Poses ] Frosty Morning

•{ Tell me . . .

His letter was waiting for her when she got home and as usually it was accompanied by a rose. These letters had been a constant over the past few weeks. Though she wanted to not look forward to them, it was a lost cause. With every letter she found herself getting more carried away.

This time the letter came with an invitation, directions and time. “Meet me at the following address. Don’t be late.” He had even included a picture with a circle around where  exactly he wanted her to be. Always so precise, she thought as she put the letter away and checked the clock. If she were to be on time she’d have leave soon.

After she changed she grabbed the rose and took a taxi to the address. It was darker out by the time she arrived and street lights were flickering on along the street. Her heart beat faster as she found the exact spot on the picture and ascended the stairs to indicated spot. The rose she held to her breast and turned her head down to listen to the quiet around her. She should be able to hear him when he arrived.

A few moments passed, she wasn’t sure how long, but then she heard it. The subtle sound of a car door closing down the street. He was coming. She didn’t have to look to know it was was him. As he got closer she could hear his footsteps on the ground.

The footsteps stopped and his voice drifted through the air. “Tell me you’ve had a wonderful evening so far. . . “ Those were his words. Tell me. They sent a delightful shiver down her spine. Though they still stood apart, she could already tell how this night would go.


Wearing:
Dress: ::Tiffany Designs:: Sophia Dress ~ Red
Hair: Vanity Hair:: Ole HP- browns

Pose :an lar [poses] The Ruby Series @ SaNaRae {Until Dec. 17th}

•{ Once Upon a Time . . .

Once Upon a Time. . .

Once upon a time there was a girl. The sun always shined brighter when she was around and the birds’ melodies orchestrated the soundtrack of the days. She brought love, life, and laughter to all she was around. Full of light, she was, but light cannot live without the dark. One day shadows crept upon her and they stilled her heart.

They couldn’t bear to put her in the ground, perhaps they even wished that hope someone would find a way to make her heart would beat anew. The people made her coffin of wood and glass, and set her in the sun. This is the tale the villagers tell to anyone who ask:

Once upon a time there was a girl of the Light who was shrouded by the Dark . . .


Set Design:
Mushilu Snow White Bed (pose built in) @ Enchantment
JIAN Arctic Fox :: Static Stand / Static Sit
JIAN :: Fox – Adult 1/2
+Half-Deer+ Itty-Bitty Pygmy Goat – Neopolitan
+Half-Deer+ Fennec Fox – Kawaii
+Half-Deer+ Fennec Fox – Sleepytime
+Half-Deer+ Origami Dream – Butterfly – Mint
+Half-Deer+ Unicorn Story – Still and Quiet
+Half-Deer+ Climbing Rose Vine (Emerald)
[DDD] Twinkling Ivy – Curve

Build: ionic : Sacred Ruins

•{ Sunsets and Meetings . . .

A few days ago she had worked up the nerves to call up her friend and ask if he’d like to met her for a late afternoon picnic. She sound more confident than she felt and in giving him directions she was sure she must have fumbled it up. She was infamous for getting lost.

Everything was set up. She had brought a lunch of sandwiches and wine, even a vintage inspired music player for ambience. What if he doesn’t show, she thought to herself as she sat on the bench and looked out into the distance. A frown tugged at her lips and she shook her head dismissively.  He’d come. Time ticked by and squirrels started to invade her set up.

“Shoo!” She waved at the animals. “You’re not welcomed here. Go away.”

“Well if that’s how you feel I’ll turn back around,” came a familiar voice from behind. She didn’t have to turn around to know it was him. “Your directions are terrible.”

She pulled her legs up on the bench so she could turn and get a better look at him. “You made it!” Trying not to sound too surprised and excited, or let her nervousness show through.

“After deciphering your text.” He admitted as he walked around to the front of the bench, scattering a few lingering squirrels at the same time. He pulled his phone  out of his hoodie’s pocket and read from the screen. “Come up from the path and I’ll be on the other side of the old shack.” He put the phone back and looked at her, an amused smile on his face. “How’s anyone suppose to follow that?”

He was trying to be funny. She gave a languid shrug. “I told you I – oh!” He sat so suddenly on the bench that it startled her but it was the reaction he was wanting. She looked away from him to catch her breath.

He didn’t say anything for a moment, only watched her and how the light played shadows across her skin. Leaning forward he offered her his hand and simply said, “Come here.”

Only words, but they were the introduction to an array of possibilities. And, after a moments consideration, she turned and took his hand.


Wearing:
Tivi  [ Check out her work!  ]

Shape || Mine
Skin || Zack Skin (Cotton Tone) | Stray Dog
Hair || Outsider (Blondes) | Exile::
Hoodie || Jason Hoodie (Merlot) | Ascend | @The Men’s Department {Until Oct. 31st}
Jeans || Broberry Jeans (Cerulean) | Deadwool
Shoes || Leon Boots (Cherry) | Fame Homme | @The Men’s Department {Until Oct. 31st}
Necklace || Kazama Necklace (Silver) | MINIMAL | @The Men’s Department {Until Oct. 31st}

Ryanna (That’s me!)

Shirt: coldLogic shirt – anton – peach
Pants: neve pant – donna denim
Hair: Exile:: – Skyline

Set Design

::SenseS The Bench M/F – Rare @ available with October’s PocketGacha

[ Focus Poses ] Autumn Picnic Basket @ Cosmopolitian 
[ Focus Poses ] Autumn Picnic music @ Cosmopolitian 
[ Focus Poses ] Autumn Fall Decor @ Cosmopolitian 

Raindale – Autumnley lantern +fireflies @ Cosmopolitian 

•{ 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 ]


Wearing:
Outfit: . H A T E R S . Vision *Black* @ NEW at the Mainstore
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.


Wearing:
Outfit: Una- Afrodita @The Lootbox Gacha
Hair: TRUTH HAIR VIP – Sugar
Tattoo: .::Nanika:: Scarab tattoo Gold

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