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exsilium2012-11-08 06:25 pm
deadelfwalking) wrote in exsilium2012-11-08 06:25 pm
Entry tags:
- ashraf salib (original),
- collette (animorphs),
- ico (ico: castle in the mist),
- kate kane (dc comics),
- koltira deathweaver (world of warcraft),
- mahdi clare (original),
- roslyn small (original),
- soldier blue (toward the terra),
- ✝ amelia wil tesla saillune [slayers],
- ✝ artemis ratcliff (original),
- ✝ barnaby brooks jr [t&b],
- ✝ elena fisher (uncharted),
- ✝ emma frost [marvel 616],
- ✝ jaina proudmoore [wow],
- ✝ korra (legend of korra),
- ✝ meliantha (original),
- ✝ merrill [dragon age 2],
- ✝ ranka lee [macross frontier],
- ✝ rosalyn cross [original],
- ✝ taicea [original]
fifth rune; frost; video
[Koltira's at his lake, seated comfortably on a frozen platform in the center of the water. He's half-dressed in armor--no breastplate, pauldrons, or gauntlets, but he's got greaves on his crossed legs. Otherwise, he's wearing a simple, black tunic with a high collar and long sleeves. Byfrost is visible behind him, stuck in the ice and surrounded by a black, animated miasma. His bright, cold eyes are intensely focused on the tablet and whomever he might be reaching with it, and his manner and bearing are as stoically formal as ever.]
In Azeroth, there is a celebration called Hallow's End. I know similar events are common on Earth and perhaps elsewhere, but the holiday had specific, unique meanings for us. Recently, for example, free undead used Hallow's End to commemorate breaking the Lich King's shackles on their souls.
[he grins here, though it's slight and pained, before continuing.]
But prior to that, the humans of my world took it as a period of reflection. They built an effigy, a wicker man, and they participated in a simple ritual. Each of them took up a torch, lit it on a bonfire, and then tossed it onto the dry straw. The burning torch represented the past: memories, anxieties, worries, burdens. By throwing the torch onto the effigy, they let go of their troubles, so as to more easily face the future.
I am not suggesting that the past is so easily cleansed. I know full well that it is not. But I find the ritual worthwhile. It is a moment's peace. A meditation. And it is something I could well use. Perhaps some of you feel the same.
In any case, though the traditional days for this event passed while we were preoccupied, I intend to build the wicker man. If you'd like to help with the burning, you may visit me in a week's time.
[Directions to an area somewhat south of his lake, but still in the clearing, follow. After that, there's quiet for a few moments, then some irritated button-tapping ... this guy just doesn't know how to use his tablet. Finally, he sighs, and adds.]
Chloe, I shall begin work on your necklace shortly. Please bring me a hair tie.
In Azeroth, there is a celebration called Hallow's End. I know similar events are common on Earth and perhaps elsewhere, but the holiday had specific, unique meanings for us. Recently, for example, free undead used Hallow's End to commemorate breaking the Lich King's shackles on their souls.
[he grins here, though it's slight and pained, before continuing.]
But prior to that, the humans of my world took it as a period of reflection. They built an effigy, a wicker man, and they participated in a simple ritual. Each of them took up a torch, lit it on a bonfire, and then tossed it onto the dry straw. The burning torch represented the past: memories, anxieties, worries, burdens. By throwing the torch onto the effigy, they let go of their troubles, so as to more easily face the future.
I am not suggesting that the past is so easily cleansed. I know full well that it is not. But I find the ritual worthwhile. It is a moment's peace. A meditation. And it is something I could well use. Perhaps some of you feel the same.
In any case, though the traditional days for this event passed while we were preoccupied, I intend to build the wicker man. If you'd like to help with the burning, you may visit me in a week's time.
[Directions to an area somewhat south of his lake, but still in the clearing, follow. After that, there's quiet for a few moments, then some irritated button-tapping ... this guy just doesn't know how to use his tablet. Finally, he sighs, and adds.]
Chloe, I shall begin work on your necklace shortly. Please bring me a hair tie.