Bare Rose RP Ashtima

The Bare Rose RP Ashtima is a dark outfit but with shiny pieces to make it different from the rest of the dark fantasy outfit.

The dark fantasy theme is so often used for RP, but The RP Ashtima is made specially if you are really into RP, whether it is dark or not. The armor pieces is dark, sexy and definitely badass looking especially with the angel like wings. 

This is the close up of the armor. Doesn't it just glitters in the sunlight? The can see the highly details emblems and pieces on the beautiful armor. Even the dark wings can be seen clearly with the golden vines here.

Wait no more as the RP Ashtima could just fly away before you know it! Get it at the Bare Rose Main Store:
http://maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Black%20Cat/186/61/21

Kitty in the Rain

She steps out of the deserted bar and conveniently pick up her little red umbrella by the side of the door in the umbrella bin. "Looks like a long rainy day...", she whispers to herself then looking at the cute little umbrella, she smiles "Its up to you to protect me now...". She grab her long coat and ties the knots on her waist tight so that it would flip open in the strong wind outside or worse, get her all wet in rain. She has been under dressed for such a wet and cold day, her thin T-shirt with a cute anime character and just a silly little cap which seems too young for her age. Fortunately, she has her favorite kitty paw boots on which would cover her little feet nicely against the cold and rain when she dash through the street later.

She stands tall, points her umbrella and whispers a little spell in an unknown language then pressing the auto open button on her umbrella, let's it shoots out opening the folded red umbrella in full glory as she pretend it was her spell that does it. She smiles and giggles as she moves herself comfortable under her "rain shield" as she opens the door. To her shock, the lonely bus is already making its ways into the old bus stop and there is no one else waiting for it in the rain. She would have to hurry if she wants to catch it. As she dash out through the door, her long silky hair is release from her cap as it flew backwards from the momentum as well as the strong gust wind that rushes in to the little bar. She turns around to try to grab the cap, but her hands was full with an umbrella and she was afraid if she let go, it would fly into the wind into another dimension.

"Someone will keep it for me..." She hopes as she pick up her steps, her boots stomps into the wet street outside, sending a ring ripples of water into the air with each step she takes... She is going to make it. She knew it as she dash and hops over the bins and chairs around the way like the cat girl she is as her tails whirls in the air balancing her body perfectly. She smiles as the captain spotted her and opens the shuttle door of the bus. Like a gust of wind, she spins and leap into the bus, enjoying it warms and comfort for the coming hours in the journey.

The Depart

Kitty pulls out The Promise, her trusted sword given by Kismeta, from the giant scorpion back before turning away from it and plunging the great sword into the sand as she leans on it, panting hard. The giant scorpion behind her moves but even before a step he could finish, crashed to the ground, motionless, robbed of its life. Kitty is in a bad shape, her hands and shoulders cut, blood streaming out, staining her white costume. Her hair was in a mess as one of her ribbons was probably rip off during the fight and half of her hair is let loose, swinging free over her shoulder. She is taking deep and hard breathe as the last scorpion falls looking at Kismeta, who is painless pulling out a giant sting from the scorpion tails as she spoke effortlessly.

"Kissy you had grown weaker..." She paused then almost with no feeling asked "Is that because of your affection for the humans?" She drop the sting on the sands as she peels off the broken armor from her shoulder and waist, dropping them to the floor,, before she sits down gracefully onto the sands, watching the sea, beside Kitty. Kitty looks up, eyes towards the sea as she catches her breathe. She pulls her hair back and ties it into a little ponytail with a make shift ribbon from a pieces of her torn clothes. She smiles, with a little effort as blood streaming off her mouth, but fortunately without choking...

"Do you believe in love?" She smiles as she kneel down onto the sand, no longer about to hold herself up, right before the sword. "Maybe I really had grown weaker..." she smile at her stupidness, a wasteful lots of feeling placed onto the human race. "I need to train harder." She let go of the sword and lies backwards, her head onto the soft sand and spread her arm out to relax.

"Yes, I had. Do you not remember?"Kissy answered coldly, almost as if she blames Kitty for it. "I was betrothed before you slain me?" She holds her legs towards herself as she tug her head on her knee. Kitty remained silent for a long moment... She really did blame herself, but that was the only option left to free her from the possession. "That is not love, Kissy. Its just marriage." She smile, thinking of someone who flash across her mind, before she hardens herself to prevent her heart from hurting again. "Well you are fortunate." She added before she turns over and look at her companion.

"Kitty, you know I must go back to save queen Catarina from this!" She said as she held her fist toward her chest, the salute of the Knightess, she recognized. Kitty remains silent but realized that it was only a short period that she was reunited with her friend that they now must part ways again to serve their purposes. She got up and pets Kismeta on her shoulder, before giving her a good hug and whispering in a soft tone.

"Yes, you must go serve your queen. At least do that because she really had given me a powerful sword. I must too go after the pirate treasure that little pirate spoke of. I believe the book is within the treasure and I cannot afford to allow someone to reawaken another one of the ancients one, especially from with under the ocean where it is my weakest area." She wimble softly, wiped away a little tear she has and let go of Kismeta before standing up. With a graceful swing, she pulls off the sword and straps it into the sheath on her back.

Kismeta stands up and look at her lifetime friend, nods in agreement and held out her hand. "I Promise I will meet up with you on this Never Never Land you mention once I settle the rouge armada that sails against my queen. We will fight along side once more then." Kitty grab her hand and held it to her chest before holding it firmly and answered. "Yes, its a promise!" she let her go once again as she turns and walks away, not even once looking back. Kitty looks at Kismeta as she walks towards the ninja kites they had leave before exploring the island.

She knew she has a job to be done and its time to set off as soon as she can recover from her wound. she tears off the shoulder piece of her costume and wraps it tight around her wound, biting on the end of it to make a knot before moving behind towards the kite Kismeta left for her as she looked up, seeing Kismeta lifted off and flying towards the westerns water.

She knew they will meet again, but before that, a lot more will happen and she will have to make sure she makes it to that day. She bites her lips gently as she mounts her kite, kicking herself off the sands and catching the sea breeze, she heads towards east, the direction that little pirates claims to be able to reach this place known as Never Never Land...

Betrayal at the Sea

Kitty sat at the outer edge of the pier, her legs hanging over the ledge, bared footed, her toes sometimes dipped into the cold sea water as it rushes by wave by wave. Droplets of warm clear pearls drop onto her lap, the only warmth that can be felt against the cold wind howling at her. Her vision were blurred, very much by the tears in her eyes... unable to see much of the sea which is turning from white, to gray and darkening as the storm approaches. Kitty doesn't care if the storm would come, in her mind, there is a greater storm, one that nothing can calm, and time would not let it pass. "Why" was the big question she keep screaming loud in her mind, ringing and echoing louder and louder over time. "Why?" She cannot help herself crying as the waves rises, washing towards the helpful pier.

The betrayal was nothing she expected. All this was for nothing. From the start, she was never meant to success and it was not just false hope, but false trust. She pulled off her breastplate in anger, tearing at her wounded chest, blood spilling out, painting her inner gown red as the metal falls into the sea water, yet nothing trigger her slightest care. Indeed, she does not care anymore. Before this, it was all about the mission and the unquestionable trust she had, but now it was the very person she trust that had wounded her the most when the spear went right through her shoulders. Yet no matter how much the wound hurts, it would be nothing compare to the cracking of her heart. 

All of it were just illusion. It was all a trap, one she had place all her heart and soul in. The feeling were all just an act, to get her to help him, to trust him. Yet, to him, she was not even worth a pawn on the great chess board. His laughter still rings in her ears when she asked him how could he had done that to her... It was her childishness that was really the joke. She did not even suspected anything at all. All his sweet lies and promises of a better future still echo in her ears. And what of those nobles reasons that now turns int excuses for making her did all she did... Kitty never doubt it for a second. But it was just a dark joke played on her feeling.

But it all doesn't matters now as the rain water hit hard against her face... her tears now mixed into the cold rain, unable to distinguish between each other now. Kitty looked into the stormy waters but it was nothing compared to the torrents of sadness that is consuming her from the inside out. "I was just so silly..." She hated herself for trusting him and putting everything into his hands. But she know that all is lost now. There is nothing she could do for whatever that had been done and what wrongs could not be right. Kitty closed her eyes hoping to find some peace in the darkness, but peace was not there, just an eternal void of sorrow that stretches forever into the unknown. Kitty could feel her eyes bleeding because the red started to tint the darkness, but she did not care anymore. 

Kitty just wants to let it all go...maybe into the ever so deep water that lies below her. Her pain would end, would it not? she asked. She could no longer hold the sadness inside her as she scream out finally, in anger of herself and hatred of the man who had deceived her. But her screams were so soft compare to the brewing storm and it was swallowed by the angry waves and thundering rain that starts to surround the pier. All she could do now is to let go... and it will all end here. At least she could love no more.

As Kitty let go of her body, leaving it to fall freely into the waters below, she felt a strong arm grab her shoulders, pulling her back. With curiosity, she turned back to look, expecting it to be just another stranger, but a familiar silhouette appears right before her eyes. Her long hair and familar costume... this she will never forget. "Kismeta.." Her long lost friend, servant and companion pulls her up onto the pier and looked at her once mistress with her white purpled eyes, coldly, but yet never would be as close to the man who betrayed Kitty. " My good sister... the world still needs you..." Kismeta held her close as the storms consumed the whole pier with all its fury...

Kitty is Wonder Woman

Kitty is heading down to fight crime in the city of Gotham and looking good while doing it. This time she is none other than Wonder Woman!

Kitty always makes a good entrance. Especially when there is a chopper overhead!

Always good to be on the look out for crime and baddies. Well, maybe just not on top of a bus...

Too bad it was kind of quiet when Kitty arrived. Seems like all the crime had been taken care by Batman or The Huntress...

Well, time to get back home. Even Wonder Woman needs to prepare dinner!

With all the fun, did you realized that the pictures were taken by 2 different Wonder Woman outfit? Can you spot them? Let Kitty know which one you love more!

Kitty Resolution

This is the concluding piece of the short story I written about Kitty's dark past. The previous chapters are as listed:

Kitty Rebirth

Kitty Resurrection

Kitty Revelation

Kitty remembered her gentle smile, her soft hand caressing her sometimes when they played. Although it was only the four years together, that little girl was forced to left the family due to her curse. The nun as none other than the girl she played with before she was send to become a Miko, then eventually a Shinto nun. Kitty ran back quickly to catch her fall, lifted her head up gently as she is choking in mouthful of blood, taking her last breath. 

"Kitty, please let it go, I know how lonely it was, these decades that past, with you holding loyally to the curses you bestowed. But the curses does not only bound the family, it bounds you. As my last dying wish, please release the family, please release yourself from the curse..."

Tears flooded Kitty's eyes and her vision blurred. Once, for this hundred year, she cried and she cried hard, screaming loudly as she scratch the floorboard with her claws in anger. What had she done? This was her only friend in this hundred year and she could not believe this is how it had to end.

Suddenly Kitty felt her paw held by a warm and windy feeling as she looked up and there she stood, Hime in her formal clothes and her gentle smile as she look at Kitty and petted her head gentled just like she did in life.   

"Thank you Kitty, for giving up your life to extend the vengence for me. I am grateful. But I no longer feel anger or hatred now. It had been a long time and now my heart if finally at peace. You had given up so much for me. A hundred years where you could be reborned and live your life..."

Hime spoke softly in her ghastly voice, sweet yet echos in the corridors as tears drops from her eyes. Kitty could only nodded as she looked upon the two person who really matters in her life, one long dead and one dying...

"I know you would come..." The nun spoke softly as she point to the urn she placed on the table earlier. "Kitty take Hime with you... My task is complete. For the years I had practice and given my life devoting to the study of peace and enlightenment, there is only one thing that haunts me... Its you. I had knew all along you were not just a random cat in the household, you were the Bakeneko that haunts the family. I knew. And I know I had to set this right and end if. For no one else., but for you, Kitty..." As the nun chokes she held Hime's hand and Kitty hands together, placing them on her chest as she softly chants a prayer.

"Kitty, I will seal your Muramasa blade and you will not be able to unshealth it any more. I will stay with you for as long as you live, for the rest of your life as your protector this time. This is my way to say thanks for all you had done. Without my willing, the blade will remain sealed and you shall go live your life as you deserve. Be what you wanted and do what you will..."

As Hime spokes, she begins to fade as sparkles of her soul and spirit joins the demonic blade in harmony. The blade struggles to free itself from the shealth for one last time before it was silent for centuries to come as the sealed blade accompany Kitty on her relentless journey.

The family was left alone, for whatever left of them. Nobody heard out the mysterious Bakeneko ever from then. But everyone knew it was the brave sacrifice of the nun, whose grave now lies peacefully among the green tall bamboo  forest. Times and times, villagers would remember her and come gives flowers and incense as offering for decades to come.

As Kitty laid the nun down and cover her with a last handful of earth from her paw. She placed her mask which she used together into her grave. "As I lay down my mask, I lay down my vengeance and I hope you would remember me as your friend forever..." Kitty picked up the Katana and spoke softly to it. "We are leaving Hime..." A soft echo in the winds seems to ask Kitty where she would be heading... 

As the wind picks up leaves and make them dances in the breezes, Kitty looked towards the west and smiled. "Where the wind goes, Hime. Where the wind goes..."

Together with Hime. Kitty traveled over the great ocean to many new lands and had many new adventures, but of course that is another story...

In memory of my friend's cat, Moumou.

Kitty Revelation

And so decades will pass and Kitty continue to haunt the family whom from a reputable warlord family had declined to a poor landlord, partly because of their disability to engage in political marriage without girls in their family. Moreover, the curse of the demon cat is also simply something so horrifying that brides rather kill themselves than to be married into the family. However, one fine spring, this is going to change forever...

Despite the whole century had past, Kitty had found little friends and even though there, they come and go with various reasons. Kitty grow nail by nail every nine years and with each, her power increases. She simply got tired of using her claws and fangs to slay. In a way, we can said Kitty got more civilized and begin to dress like her former hime, in nice and beautiful clothes. Kitty then went in search for something to help her with the killing and it is no surprise she managed to find a cursed Muramasa blade which seems to be the most branded and popular blade around its time. However, that is totally another story on its own.

A century past and Kitty appears less and less to the family, but the killing continued as if it was her mission and commitment to Princess Kaguya. Kitty built a grave for her in a remote and hidden place and she even visits it every year. She often wondered if her owner had left her behind and went to heaven on her own. Or it was because her hatred was so strong, it would take a few more century to past or until the last of the family perish, which ever comes first. Kitty has no regrets. Her hatred is hers as well. 

Every few years, powerful monks and formidable samurai would be hired to attempt to exorcise or kill Kitty. She has little interest in killing these people, unless she had to and as a result she often fought without drawing her demonic blade because once a Muramasa is drawn, it must taste blood before it can return to its sheath. Kitty had to slain some of them and in a way the blade grew stronger with each kill. However, on this fine spring, it was neither a samurai or a monk who will end this, but instead an old nun. Someone from a distant past.

The nun came to the house, which sadly is far from its former glory in the castle as the family had lost lands and wealth through wars and politics. She came with almost nothing except with her staff and a urn, whom she placed with respect onto the staff of the gods before she enter the house. Kitty knew her purpose. She is just the same like those before. Kitty was not interested in a hide and seek game and appeared before her in the most gruesome form she could conjure.

"Leave if you value your life, old nun. Your blood is not worthy of my blade!" Kitty hisses at her.

"Aha... A nine tailed Bekeneko... Interesting..." She just smile and spoke softly but firmly. "I see you had gotten all your nine lives and even a demonic Muramasa blade... So the legends are true..."

"Well, then leave. I do not want to dirty my sword with your blood because once I draw it, it must taste blood before I could sheath it again." Kitty turned to leave, but the nun stopped her holding her staff firmly in front of her.

Needless to say, a fierce battle ensures and Kitty draw the blood hunger Muramusa blade and everything happen so fast that only flashes of lights and crashing of weapons can be heard. The candle by the hallway was cut out by the blade winds and all that remains is darkness, with Kitty and the nun standing back against each other. Kitty held the Katana and slowly slides it back into its sheath as the blood barely drips and get sucked into the sword as if the very sword is drinking it up. A loud thug can be heard as the nun falls to the wooden floorboard, she choked on a mouthful of blood.

"Kitty... I hope I will be the last of this family you will ever take with you..." The nun spoke softly as she turn her head towards the Bakeneko. Kitty turned around and suddenly she remember who the nun was...

The Resurrection

Previously... Embrace of Darkness
http://elottebridger.blogspot.com/2012/10/embrace-of-darkness.html


I opened my eyes and I saw... nothing. I realized no matter how wide I opened my eyes, I could not see anything else beside than darkness itself. I started to panic. My mind races through the possibilities of what this is happening to me while suddenly I remember how pain felt. I could feel my body levitated and my limbs spread and twisted backwards like a doll. I can hear each and every of my bones in my body cracking as I am being squeezed like an orange, my life force being drained out.

I remembered. The Hellspawn. The resurrection ritual and how it had gone wrong. I try to move, forcing my arm against the invisible wind binding my body and turning it. With extreme effort, I managed to reach for my sword and without hesitation I pulled it swiftly.

"No!!!!" I could hear Kismeta screamed out loud as I heard a loud cracking sound of metal shattering and I felt shrapnels of broken steel pierce right into my body. The sword. It was not Kataros, the cursed demon blade. It lied in the Dark Mystic Shadow where I had buried together with the ninja scrolls. But the sword must still had cause the Hellspawn to lose its grip on my body as it falls heavily onto the ground, aching all over, as if all my bones are already broken.

I laid still, unable to move no more. Is this the end? I had done all I could and it seem that not without my sight, I could do not a bit more. I tried to lift up my hand, but it no longer respond. I close my eyes, not that it matters since I could only see the darkness in front of me. Slowly a vivid pictures of the sight in front of me forms in my mind. The Hellspawn switching and screaming as it waves it scythe furiously as Kismeta jumps up against it, her arms filled with unholy strength grips the scythe's blade as she look up right at the Hellspawn.

"No..." I exclaimed. The ritual is destroyed. All the years of searching and risking our lives for is gone. I tried to scream out but no voice comes out of my mouth as if my voice was sucked into the void as the Hellspawn broke free and charge at me with extreme swiftness.

Kismeta stood over me, in between the Hellspawn as she held on to her reddish blindfold and pulls it off her eyes. I cannot see, but I could only imagine how her pupil-less white eyes must had looked like as she look calmly at the Hellspawn and open she mouth wide...

I do not know how I can see vivid vision of the surrounding in my mind, but I instinctively pulled out all my strength to cups my ears with my hands. Fortunately, now they obey my commands and before I know it, I was blown backwards as I hear the Hellspawn scream in terror and pain. Kismeta gave out a long evil howls that chills me to the very deepest part of my bones. It was unearthly, something so dark and evil that most problem is even unfitting for the depth of Hell. As I look on, I could only get a blurry image of the Hellspawn being dispersed by the force of the howl and Kismeta standing  firm where she was. As I feel my head hit hard against something, I lose conscienceness and everything, well, is still black, but fades to darkness.

I slowly opened my eyes again and I reach for my eyes. A silky blindfold was tighted over my eyes. Everything is still black and dark.

"You had entered my Darkness in the ritual, master, and at the same time, it had entered you. I think for a while you will be like me. Unable to see, but could only feel with your heart..." I wipe on my face and felt the dry blood on my cheek. I must had bleed really bad from all over.

"So, I am not going to die?" I grin as Kismeta place her warm hand over my forehead and wipe away the blood from my eyes and nose. "It seems not. master!" I could almost hear her giggles. I quickly caught hold of her hand and place it close to my cheek. It feels warm, not like her coldness before. The ritual works! I was just about to laugh when Kismeta said sadly.

"The ritual was a complete failure, but neither was it completely successful. I am human again, but only in the presence of sunshine. By dark, I will become the undying again..." I held on hard to her hands as I could almost feel her shivering. I reach out and hold her shoulders, pulling her down to me as I hug her tightly. "Sorry..." I was about to apologize for my lack of strength as I feel my lips sealed by her kiss.

"Silly master!" She giggles "Let's go, you had been asleep for days!!!" She jumps up and picks up her crossbow, sheathing it onto her harness on her belt. I tried to stand up for the first time even since I lost my sight.

"Well, I guess you will have to stick around for a while, until I can see again, won't you?" I smiled as I begin to walk, but tips and fall, right into her embrace. She lift me up and smile, so ever gently for the first time, as a woman. "I guess I will. Or maybe...!!" She smiled as we walked away from the ritual ground...

Watermelon Explosion

A innocent box on the floor caught Alice's attention with the shiny words "Touch Me" and it turns out to be a watermelon bomb!

Rinka was caught in the collateral damage.

And what am I going to do with so much watermelon?

Alice Once Again

I went around enjoying myself as Alice and I even brought my friends to go get similar Halloween outfit for the occasion. Among them I got Em and Rinka, but it was a pity Rinka did not got hers ready and I did not manage to grab her photo.

Em got a greenish one which looks like a plant and she looks gorgeous in it! 

I played around in the graveyard on Em multiscene skyboard and the mist effect was kind of spooky even for Alice.

Kismeta got a free outfit when she joined the membership and she was dress in a Pro Peace costume with nice flowers and smiley face particles. Again, here is my green witch Em with her cute dollie. In case you hadn't realize my floatie is a teapot.

After a crazy day, nothing compare to take a nap on my plant pod in the giant tree. There is a giant owl, but I am not sure if I got a photo of it. Anyway this plant pod is the prize of the Fairytale Fantasy Hunt for this location.

This is a close up of Alice... It is kind of embarrassing, but this is probably as close as I am comfortable for the camera. 

Embrace of Darkness

Previous... A Life Between Life and Death
http://elottebridger.blogspot.com/2012/09/a-life-between-life-and-death.html

I did not feel anything. Not a cut on my chest nor a drop of blood from my neck. Everything just turns bright like a powerful shimming light taking over the whole world, exploding from the centre spreading out, consuming everything in its way, totally absorbed into the brightness.

"Am I dead? So I didn't make it after all." I thought to myself. The light feel warm, but all a sudden a strange sense of emptiness and sadness from within. This is not what everyone talks about. "Walk towards the light" They said, but its all light around me. Helpless and lost, I cried out for someone. I did not know why, but the first name I called was Kismeta.

"Kismeta... Where Are You?" I shouted until no more voices comes out from my throat. The suddenly hopelessness and despair had turned me desperate even in the warmth of the light. I did not know how much time had passed or if time matters anymore at all, a familiar silhouette forms in the mist of white light. The dark shadowy figure was no other than Kismeta.

"Master! There you are." She spoke with her dark reddish lips which always somehow remind me of blood especially in the contrast to her pale, bloodless complexion of her skin.

"Am I dead? Are you here to guide me?" I can't help asking in a desperate tone. It seems eventually this the ending road for everyone. For every beginning, there is always an end. Although I had told myself countless times when I charge into battle without fear that this day would come one day, but when it did, I wasn't ready. It was not that there was anything I left behind that holds me back. There was little of feelings left for anything to the mortal world.

They said quick images of my life would flash before my eyes in my dying sight, but it did not happened. But people I know I do recall at this moment of time, but all seems so far away. I thought about Rinka and all the times we spend loving and fighting as if there was a purpose to it, but now I realized how deep she had left an impression in me that she was the first I remembered of my mortal life. There were others people and events and some which I can only regret of not being spend time with. Especially Lola. Some things that had been done, I wish I could reverse if time permits again. But my feeling I could not change. It was something that neither I could control and I want to control. Although forever lost, the feeling begins to overwhelm me at this dying moment, amplifying the intensity of the forlorn, remorse and sadness that had consumed me for the past months. Suddenly, I realized that death was not something I was afraid of. In fact, I welcome it with my opened arms.

"Stop it Master! You are destroying yourself!!" Kismeta shouted anxiously before she tried to grab my shoulder but got nothing as her hands passed right through my body. "No! You are not dead yet! Get a grip of yourself!" For the first time, I saw the feeling-less girl who was my servant for the past year cries in desperation as streams of blood flows down from her pupil-less white eyes down her cheeks. "You are going to make it!"

It was as if icy cold water was thrown onto me as the white light suddenly disappeared and all around me I was surrounded by darkness. An endless void of darkness beyond the furthest reach. It was so dark that I could not see anything at all. Not Kismeta and not even myself as I raise my own hand. I would imagine that fear will come striking deep into my heart, but it was not. A warm feeling surrounded me as the darkness wrapped around my wretched body.

"Welcome to my world of Darkness..." Kismeta spoke with her unusually calm and cold voice once again. "Darkness will protect you, learn to embrace it and instead of it consuming you, you will learn to let harvest it and fill you heart and soul with it." I nodded almost as if I understand as the warm feeling of the dark void enter my body, as if through my nose at every breath as the warm stream of darkness flows gently down my throat into my body. I would never had imagine this was how Darkness had felt.

"The world still needs you. Everyone still needs you. I still need you! Don't you dare die on me!" Kismeta spoke calm as I "feel" her move closer to me. Suddenly I could feel her presence as her undying body stick close to me as she hug me tightly. I hold her close, like never before and before I knew, her cold Icey lips locked onto mine and I had a feeling as if I could see once again from the blindness of the Darkness. I closed my eyes gently as she mumbled softly...

"Lorem Tenebris in Lucem Educere... Signifer Tenebrae..."

(To Be Continued)

The Mermaid and the Sea

I had always imagine how the scene was when Little Mermaid had to return to the stormy sea to see the Sea Witch. I manage to find a place which my friend had recommended and there is no way I am going to skip taking some cool photo for it.

The Sea Witch Tentacles rises from the depth of the sea

Fear is something the Mermaid Princess had forgotten because once Death is no longer a threat, there is almost nothing she fears.

With unbreakable determination, the Mermaid Princess return to her home.

Taking a Spa in a Pumpkin

And this would be rather impossible in RL, but I manage to do it.

A nice pumpkin spa anyone?

A relaxing spa by the sea, who would say no?

I don't know how the cat got it, but I guess she love the spa too. Guess that's a whole new meaning to hot soup.

Alice Again

Alice continues on her journey between the sane and the insane in her adventure of madness...

Pink Snails? If that's not strange enough, how about one bigger than an elephant? If I am getting my own sim, I want a few of these.

Alice always had sometimes to do with Tim Burton and here I am standing beside Jack. Needless to say, I had added the gigantic Jack to my shopping list for "Through the Looking Glass".

As I took as break in what looks like a bedroom, it was so styled in the favors of Tim Burton I couldn't help but took this picture. Btw, the spider kind of creeps me out...

After a long journey, I return back to me Secret Garden in my bubble capsule and took a nice nap as I dream a dream that I am Alice in the Wonderland...