[Blumoonwolf]

username: Blumoonwolf
kalon name: Arwen
personality:
For as long as she could remember, she had always glimpsed every side of the dice as they rolled, she counted and recounted any possible outcome of every situation. She could always see the lie in another’s features long before it passed their lips. Many considered it a gift, but to her, seeing how every choice could turn out filled her with a bitter worry. It made her indecisive, quick not to act, but to drag her feet. In this way, her cautiousness proved to be her fatal flaw, slowly chipping away at every relationship and causing her to bury her emotions until they broke free in a tidal storm of pain. In these moments, she’s reckless, lashing out towards anyone that remains, including herself.

short story:
blind to all but the impossible <-- story link just because it turned out to be a lot longer than I had planned, I apologize ;w;

[4laika]

username; wølffen
kalon name; mercury
personality; mercury's aura can hardly be wrapped up in our tiny words. she is like the wind that makes the seething sea beat up against the black rocks; she is like the sound of crow's feathers fluttering down from a dead tree. mercury is the essence of the word - or rather the feeling -mystic.

short story
--- prompt one ---

mercury's eyes were not always the likeness of early morning fog. once they were saturated with robin's egg blue, filled with the joy of color. it was naivety and desire for the unknown that brought forth the unfortunate loss - and gain - of mercury's eyes.
it was a cold winter day, colder than all the rest. the sun even forgot to shine on the misty birch forest in which mercury resided. on this day so fateful and blistery, she decided to go out on an adventure, despite her caretaker's warnings.

"The winters in this forest are unusual and unforgiving in more ways than one," she'd said.

mercury, of course, did not give it a second thought, as she strung her pack in a harness-like tie and quietly made her way out to the center of the clearing not far from her cave. she padded on through the dark leaves and light snow that had begun to fall. the wind was like a thousand icy needles piercing her proverbial soul, making her doubt.
just as mercury was turning to avoid a thicket, when turning back seemed imperative, a beautiful white glow softly bounced off the trees now in front of her; she could see it was coming from some source a few paces from her but lower in between a small quarry of black marble rocks.
as she climbed over the boulders and through to the center, the white glow turned into a luminescent shine as she looked down on a river of liquid - it was white, mostly, but with thousands of tints of blue, green, pink and yellow, like a holographic cloud had melted and laid here for a thousand years. all sounds of the outside world were stolen by the intense beauty of the discovery.
mercury tingled with disbelief, sending a hopeful shiver up her spine.
the young kalon was inches away from dipping her large paw into the current when a cold voice rung in her head, knocking the stupor of the river's wonder out of her eyes.
"It is marvelous, isn't it?"
mercury didn't respond, only stared at the black and white swirls of rock in front of her as she focused on a possible explanation for the intrusive presence in her head.
"I'll give you the information you need. Nothing more."
this was even more chilling than the first appearance of the voice, and she slowly backed away from the river, controlled desire still burning in her blue eyes.
"The Moon River has certain ... effects. Some of which you are experiencing now - impossible heat in a snow storm, desire for something unknown to you, etcetera. There are other effects of this great gift as well, should you choose to take it.
You need to make a choice, Mercury. Walk away from the river, and always wonder what could've happened this night, or take a chance with mystery and see where it takes you. "
it seemed an undecidable choice, to one so young and unknowing. mercury looked back at the slowly flowing liquid, feeling her heart sink yet quicken with the possibility of regret. either way, regret could be inevitable - how could she decide?
a glistening bead of sweat made its way down the side of mercury's face despite the formidable cold.
then, something inside her stirred. a rush of memories flooded her metaphorical eyes, reminding her of all the regrets she has - all the time she did nothing instead of something.
this would be different. this time, she would do something.
before she could stop herself, mercury dipped her paw into the gushing liquid. immediately, a burning cold overcame her wholly, and she could feel her body giving into the pain.
she stood in the snow, wavering, fighting with all her will against the unbearable cold that seemed to simultaneously burn like fire.
then, she fell.
she fell into the glowing river, consumed by somethingness and nothingness, consumed by pitch black and pure white.
the last thing mercury hears is the voice inside her head, as distant and haunting yet cutting as the wind.

"Goodnight, my dear Mercury."

[sashiyaki]

small art piece for the winner. I had a good idea but kinda lost track of time. good luck though guys!

[lysander]

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an empty bliss   |   kalon tryout by lysander

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[Galipaygo]

Good luck everyone!

[Jippy]

Good luck!

[SilentMelody]

good luck everyone!! :)

[pallis]

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Sorry everyone, I just realized I never officially closed this! I am in the process of judging, and the results should be out in a couple days :,v

[Galipaygo]

Don't worry! Take your time <3