Sylaise
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Sylaise, the Elven Goddess of the Hearth
Sylaise, the Elven Goddess of the Hearth
Reposted by Sylaise
In memory of June of the Evanuris (died in the 5th Blight.)
April 15, 2025 at 7:40 PM
In memory of June of the Evanuris (died in the 5th Blight.)
Did you all know?
June died.
June died in the 5th Blight.
June died.
June died in the 5th Blight.
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ALT: a purple background with the words now you know
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April 15, 2025 at 12:39 AM
Did you all know?
June died.
June died in the 5th Blight.
June died.
June died in the 5th Blight.
Reposted by Sylaise
@thehearthkeeper.bsky.social Reminding me of you
"The last breath"
Board art for @thebrokenbinding.bsky.social 's edition of the Riftwar saga, tome 1
Board art for @thebrokenbinding.bsky.social 's edition of the Riftwar saga, tome 1
March 9, 2025 at 8:13 PM
@thehearthkeeper.bsky.social Reminding me of you
At the pronouncement and the exchanging of kisses, Sylaise rose from her seat. In a rush of magic, she lifted into the air and shifted into a dragon, similar to the form in which Mythal had arrived.
With a loud, pleased keening, she passed over the assembled, wings an arm's reach above the--
With a loud, pleased keening, she passed over the assembled, wings an arm's reach above the--
She allowed them to pull out the rings, which she looked at with an approving nod. Very beautiful bands, in her -not so- humble opinion. "Very well then! I do believe all there is left for me to say..." She wiggled her eyebrows slightly with a conspiring smirk. "Is that you may kiss the bride."
March 8, 2025 at 3:14 AM
At the pronouncement and the exchanging of kisses, Sylaise rose from her seat. In a rush of magic, she lifted into the air and shifted into a dragon, similar to the form in which Mythal had arrived.
With a loud, pleased keening, she passed over the assembled, wings an arm's reach above the--
With a loud, pleased keening, she passed over the assembled, wings an arm's reach above the--
Arriving silently in a gown that matched the forest surrounding them, Sylaise made her way to the front row. This was her son and soon-to-be daughter and she would sit in no other place to support them.
She said nothing and greeted nobody. If not for the way her presence pressed against--
She said nothing and greeted nobody. If not for the way her presence pressed against--
March 7, 2025 at 6:41 PM
Arriving silently in a gown that matched the forest surrounding them, Sylaise made her way to the front row. This was her son and soon-to-be daughter and she would sit in no other place to support them.
She said nothing and greeted nobody. If not for the way her presence pressed against--
She said nothing and greeted nobody. If not for the way her presence pressed against--
This is all Solas' fault.
January 4, 2025 at 2:26 AM
This is all Solas' fault.
Reposted by Sylaise
“I am me. I am Cole. Sometimes I am so me it hurts, Mama.”
He turned the new word over with his tongue, testing the shape of it.
“ Sometimes I wish I was anyone else…”
Cole looked down sheepishly. “But I do have many people I care for, want to protect, and one dear…
She wears the sun in her hair.”
He turned the new word over with his tongue, testing the shape of it.
“ Sometimes I wish I was anyone else…”
Cole looked down sheepishly. “But I do have many people I care for, want to protect, and one dear…
She wears the sun in her hair.”
January 3, 2025 at 12:53 AM
“I am me. I am Cole. Sometimes I am so me it hurts, Mama.”
He turned the new word over with his tongue, testing the shape of it.
“ Sometimes I wish I was anyone else…”
Cole looked down sheepishly. “But I do have many people I care for, want to protect, and one dear…
She wears the sun in her hair.”
He turned the new word over with his tongue, testing the shape of it.
“ Sometimes I wish I was anyone else…”
Cole looked down sheepishly. “But I do have many people I care for, want to protect, and one dear…
She wears the sun in her hair.”
Ah, what an interesting place this has become~
January 2, 2025 at 5:09 AM
Ah, what an interesting place this has become~