Shadowkorin

“Her Rebozo de Luto”

“Her head wrapped in a veil, Tissy walks to Zestial’s district and buys what she needs. Black shawls are easy enough to find, as are the oils to craft the fragrance. She gathers them all into her market sack and then marches back to the casino, numb with the liminality of her condition. It is time to mourn, but not until she has everything that she needs. She must venture to Cannibal Town next and purchase the pieces she never thought she would need to add to her wardrobe. Black and deep purple trimmed with marigolds. Rosie accommodates without question. If she has concerns, Tissy does not notice them. She hardly looks up from her own hands. With her parcels, Tissy again returns to the casino and, this time, descends from her suite in full mourning, veil traded for her black clothing, wrapped in the rebozo de luto steeped in cinnamon and rose and all the many delicate scents that come with the realization of the ephemerality of life.” —Chapter 12, Echo the Thunder of His Voice, Part 2 of the series, In His Own Image by @feynwiddershins

Anyone who spends anytime at all reading for pleasure knows there are certain passages one comes across, in the course of saturating oneself in the world within the words, that persist long after the story has finished. Such was this passage for me. The imagery, the emotion, Tissy’s grief, are still raw and palpable every time I think of this moment.

Please treat yourself to the masterpiece series, In His Own Image, that @feynwiddershins has created. The indulgence is worth every moment.

Truly masterful writing.

“A Portrait in Rose” by @feynwiddershins

Seeing your written version of character come to life with the expertise of a talented artist was an absolutely touching experience. There aren’t words enough to thank my dear friend, @feynwiddershins, for this stunning engagement portrait of “Romy”, my reimagining of Rosie when she was alive in the late 1800s from my fanfic "The Rose and Her Thorns". The attitude, the elegance, the poise...all Rosie and all perfect. 🌹

Breakfast at Rosie’s

In honor of The Run for the Roses, “Big Fancy Hat Day”….I simply had to draw the Queen of big fancy hats and roses herself! I imagine Rosie would be equally at home sipping mint juleps and cheering on her favorite for the race as she would browsing decadent diamonds in Midtown Manhattan.

“Bloom for Me, Darling”

One does not become "the most darling, delightful and dangerous Overlord this side of the Pentagram" without living a little first.

#CoDependentCrashOut

“Hot damn.” A small flash leaves a ripple of distorted colors washing over the alleyway. Turning reveals a small figure silhouetted by the glare of the street behind her. Clearly female and more humanoid than most. As she steps closer, Alastor recognizes her, even through the kaleidoscopic colors of Tisiphone’s fury-tinted vision. This is the little Vee. In her hand is her constant companion, that fatuous device that has usurped attention and brainpower from audiences for the past decade. She appears to be using it as both a flashlight and a video recorder. Tisiphone’s attention locks onto the blinking light at its top.

A snarl gives her no pause and, as tiny as she is, she takes several steps closer. “You really are a rabid dog, aren’t you? I thought Val was just jealous of you or something, but there’s more than just a kernel of truth to his shittalk. Isn’t there? Can you even understand me?”

“Leave, little girl.”

“Oh! It knows English! What a surprise! I wonder what else of Val’s character assassination was true. Were you actually stealing souls from him? Are you able to make deals? I mean, obviously not like this, but when Mr. Hyde leaves, is Dr. Jekyll able to wheel and deal?”

She smells terrible, like plastic and over concentrated fragrance. Turning away, the rest of the body is wolfed down and legs coil to jump.

“I bet you’re livid about your bae abandoning you.”

Muscles seize up. The colors of the alleyway start to warp and cool. The little Vee is still standing with her back to the light.

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