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eldwitchsteria · 1 month

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// i love them your honour

#reflections in root dug pools : visage #this is vega 'other' form #of course the one they're usually in is a bit more socially acceptable #but they'll rock this a lot of the time

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the-fearless-ragamuffin · 4 years

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...A Life Free of the Mask

It wasn’t that she meant to show up late intentionally, in fact she heavily regretted doing so. Only having had a brief moment to see her friends before they left, but not without Mary giving her some sort of small piece of paper, telling her to place it on her tongue, and it would cause hallucinations.

After the misadventures of her past, one would think Olivia would have learned her lesson on trusting people so quickly, or what they gave her, or that she would stop and listen to the full instructions before doing something. Experience truly should have guided her better, and yet, she continued to make the same mistakes.

It took roughly twenty minutes after putting the little paper on her tongue before the affects started to set in. At that point she was hovering over a fountain with an elf speaking to her. The words lit up in front of her eyes, but were hard to make out. It didn’t matter much to Liv, she just appreciated that someone was beside her.

“...or keep denying it.”

Those words pulled her from her stupor. She wasn’t quite sure of the context, but it resonated with her. Vibrated almost. Olivia had denied herself, her ‘true’ self, and she continued to do so. The fear of facing what she was petrified her. Perhaps if she had known the truth sooner, things would be different, but the past couldn’t be changed.

Sweat began to bead underneath her mask, as a timely attendant came by with refreshments which Olivia indulged in quickly. She hadn’t realized how dry her mouth had become until the beverage pushed past her lips, not that wine was great for hydrating, but it was better than nothing. At this time she was alerted to a spot designated to relaxing, and she jumped on the opportunity to take it. Her nerves were on edge, and she feared that her worst nightmare would come true if she didn’t get a handle on it.

The pools were calming as she stared into them, taking breaths that followed the ripples.

In.

Hold.

Out.

Hold.

Repeat.

The cool stone of the temple floor against her chest felt fresh. It felt peaceful. Serene. Arguably the most calm Olivia has ever been. She stared at her reflection in the water, the blue marbled eyes of her mask stared back at her, mocking her. She couldn’t help but envy the figure before her. Birds were free creatures, with the ability to fly where they wish. As if to mock her thoughts, the visage began to move, and it left with a ripple of water, just as the Ren’dorei that had assisted her to the fountain had found her again, to check in.

Olivia found herself walking along side the shadowy figure up to set of steps where a crowd had gathered, a woman was set at the top giving a closing speech to the nights festivities. Olivia stared on in awe as the woman spoke, clutching on to each and every word, so as to not lose anything. Before she knew it...it was over. People were leaving through portals or hearthstones. Some just wandering away.

“A life free of the mask...” Olivia repeated the last words of the farewell in a whisper.

In one moment, she was at the foot of the stairs, pondering everything. The party. Her friends. Her life. Her self. In the next, she found herself waking up in a damp hole beneath the buildings of Boralus, her costume strewn about from the entrance down to where she lay naked in a nest of roots. Olivia blinked a few times, allowing her eyes to focus, and she found herself staring into the blue marbled eyes of the mask once more. Her lips twitched into a scowl and she pushed herself up, reaching for the mask to throw it against the wall of the cavern. It clamored against the dirt ground back to her feet and stared up at her once again.

In.

Hold.

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Out.

Resigning her battle with the mask, Olivia went about picking up the other pieces of her outfit, dressing herself to the bare minimum before making her way out of the hole. At the entrance she paused and a hand quickly flew up, feeling around the base of her bare neck.

Her necklace was missing.

Olivia swiftly threw all her items to the ground and shook them out, she retraced her steps in the cave, searching, and still came up with nothing. She dropped to her knees with devastation, hands dug through the tough and untouched dirt desperately when a gleam caught her eye. Quickly she stood up to run to it, only to trip over her cloak. Her out stretched hands wrapped around the item and pulled it close to her, revealing only a smooth white stone.

The young girl curled herself into a tight ball as the realization of her loss hit her. She clutched on to the stone tightly, trying in some way to will the shape to change to her pendant as tears began streaming down her cheek.

“No...no no...Someone...Help me..I can’t do this alone...”

#Adventures of Olivia #Dont do drugs kids

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eldwitchsteria · 1 month

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duality

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eldwitchsteria · 18 days

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you know they're the villains and you know we gotta killem while heaven sighs cus it's about to feel the hate inside of me fuck their lives i'll eat their hearts, the only things that brings me peace

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eldwitchsteria · 19 days

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