[0Zero0]

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[faelyn]

username: faelyn
cat name: amirah (ami)
gender: female
rank: the poet
clan: the shore of dreams
age: fourteen moons
prompt:

for so many, beautiful years, she could see his face. painted across the gorgeous canvas of sunrise.
she could hear his laugh in the sonata of larks. feel his gentle embrace in the dwindling breath of spring. he was here. all around her. but, it had never been enough.

heartstrings entangled, poems adorned with the bitterness of sobs. she could barely live a moment without her childhood friend. a friend that lived far beyond this world.

he lived in a beautiful realm. faerie. there, she would fathom poems with a head full of wonders. she would dance beneath trees glowing with life. =
with the light of a thousand fireflies. little creatures that gave her hope for another sunrise.

there was more. together, they would have picnics, chat about poems and which words to lace within them. words so beautiful, they seemed almost surreal. they would pour over thousands of pages, entangling captivating verses into magical compositions.

when they first met, she had only been a dreamy child, wandering through her imagination before coming across faerie. she never planned to stay for long.

taeroe was a strange soul, at first. always the grump who seemed to adore rays of shadow, more than the sun. when their eyes first met, his lips were curled into a scowl. he was a gnome. they were said to be nasty creatures. creatures that had a heart of poison. or.. none at all. they would spend their lives, chipping away at lady gaia. the lady of the earth. hoping to find treasures of gold, silver, perhaps even gemstones.

“are you having a bad day?” being the naive child, she was, that had been the first song that had ever fluttered between them.
“go away.”
“is that a yes?”

that seemed to crack a smile from the gnome.
a couple more visits was all it took to discover what truly lay in his heart. turns out, he was far from the vile creatures in the fairy tales. he told her that he hated being tucked away from the world. it was odd, really. she had never known a soul born from such creatures had so much in common with her.
and from there, a friendship bloomed.

she knew she couldn’t live her life jumping in and out of this fantasy.
just one more visit. but, this song never ended. she would repeat it over and over to her desolate heart. believing that just one more day in the faerie would untangle the hopeless mess within.
for a little while at least...

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beautiful vines draped above the crown of her head, planting gentle kisses along her brow. nearby, lanterns were dancing their auburn tango across the periwinkles of a lake. the lake of lord lacus.
a wisp of silver hair gently billowed in the breeze, the point of a scarlet hat was among it. something so familiar.. “taeroe?”

“it’s about time, ami.” breath seeming to have been snatched away by an angel, her arms spiralled around the silhouette, a gentle embrace that seemed to chase away the nightmares.

“i missed you so much, roe!” the melody of her voice adorned the air with it’s soft splendor, something that always seemed to make the little gnome smile.

“so did i.” the soft pat of his fingers across her cheek was comforting. familiar to her aching heart. “now, shall we get to the library?”
“of course!”

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the sparkle of light was a halo above the soft greens embellishing the tawny timbres of nearby shelves. it was an art piece. a magical one.

millions of books were tangled together, with their blonde pages eaten by moths and calligraphy fading, the little gnome was among them, bustling with delight.

“ooh! amirah, look!.” the soft elegance of a smile adorned her lips as the gnome reached for a canvas of mauve, titled with letters of gold.
an angel’s voyage.

“it has some lovely words, i’m sure you can use for some for your poetry.” his copper eyes were bright, twinkling as always. a reminder that he would be with her through thick and thin. “um.. how ‘bout something in lati?”

“of course, roe.” enchanting and curled in waves, a glimpse of beautiful letters fluttered before her, twinkling beneath the lantern. the lamp bejeweling a canvas of timber.

“let’s see.. amicis?”
“sounds lovely, what does it mean?”

the little gnome’s lips were embellished in a smile, eyes fluttering close into a wink. “friends.” the verse was a beautiful word, one that seemed to decorate reality with a gentle silence. “now, as a friend, i know you better than anyone, ami. you’re troubled about..”

copper eyes were entangled with blue, a dyad of stars among the cerulean of sky. “you have to go, don’t you? i can see it in your eyes..”

he read her so well.
“oh, roe. i do.. but.. i don’t want to leave you. i can’t write a single word of poetry out there.” gemstones of blue adorned her lashes as her heart seemed to split wide open. “i can’t go… i won’t.”
“i hate for you to go. but, listen to me, amirah, storms never last for long… the pain, you feel, it’ll all fade. now, before you go, i’d like you to hold onto something for me.”

tiny fingers gently picked off an embellishment that shone brightly across the sea of scarlet on the hat. his hat.
then, there, laid in the heart of his palm was a flower, so beautiful and lovely. a gladioli.. embroidered on it’s petals were gemstones, enough for a small fortune.
he loved this flower, was so proud of it that he sewed it onto his hat himself. “it’s beautiful, roe, it truly is.. i love it, but.. i can’t take this, it’s was so special to you. it even has jewels on it. your father..”

“the gladioli symbolizes friendship and strength. and i want you to have that.. we’ll always be friends. like…... amicis, right?”
“yes, roe. amicis."

[0Zero0]

[size=85]Username: cryologic.
Cat Name: puddle that reflects the stars
Gender: afab / trans ftm
Rank: lead fighter
Clan: tribe of the blooming mounts
Age: 17 moons
Prompt:

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THIS STORY. Cryologic Puddle is yours! Thank you all for joining. I loved all your entries. The art was gorgous, and the stories cute.

[nio]

congrats! my art is yours to keep <3

[cryologic.]

thank you so much! i love this lil bub

and thank you for letting me keep the art, i really appreciate it :0