#annya

“Veilos, there are so many reasons that I could use to compliment you, but the one thing that stands out to me is how you read. That night could have been very dark for me. Instead of being alone in the shadow’s embrace, I had this man who saw how thin the line was between my smile and my grief, and chose to walk me home and spend an evening animatedly reading to me. When I am at home the echoes of our laughter from that night always brings a smile to my face and tempts me to reach out and invite you to visit again.”

“The gift of getting to hear you play is more than just the beauty of the song, Jace, there are so many layers that the music awakens in me. Of course your talent is immeasurable, but it is like the melody is embodied with a spell to draw a whirlwind of emotion to the fore, and it is not just one song, it is any time you bring bow, or fingers, to your instrument. There is romanticism, something I do not feel often, passion, which I do, joy, grief, peace and a longing spirit that reaches deep inside me, dancing with an inner melancholy that I do not give name to often. Thank you for being a musician that awakens the spirit as well as the heart.”

“Vixannya, there is something about you that captures my attention and draws me in. When I met you, I did not have a connection between you and your art that I have seen in collections, but instantly I could remember those pieces and it fit in my mind that you created them. Even in casual chats I can see the artist in you without any outward aspect I can pin down, and maybe that is the reason I always feel a small rush when I see you.”

May DWC Day 5 - Complication

Annya brushed her fingertips along the edge of the painting’s frame, tilting it just so to ensure it was perfectly aligned. She had done dozens of walkthroughs already, wanting to make sure things were up to her high standards and all ready for the opening tomorrow. It was ready, it had been ready for the past week, but she had come to realize that it was she who was not ready.

She hadn’t told anyone else yet, but this would be her final show in Dalaran. For now, at least. She would continue painting and selling her work, hosting exhibitions for others in galleries in other cities. But this was it for Dalaran, in more ways than she wanted to express aloud. After this, she would pack up and head to Silvermoon where she had acquired a smaller townhouse. Much of her belongings would have to go into storage until she found a larger, more suitable penthouse, but this was all for the best. She wasn’t going to take any risks, and honestly maybe opening a gallery in a new location would do her some good.

This was to be her biggest and most ambitious gallery opening she had ever done, and she already felt proud of what she and her team had accomplished. The illusions were breath-taking and there was no doubt in her mind that her work would stir up plenty of controversy. Again. She welcomed it with open arms and would happily answer any questions presented to her.Creating a commotion always sparked joy in her, even if it did lead to complications in her life down the road.

With a final once-over, she decided it was about time to go rest and pamper up for the following day. Her gentlemen, Ryland and Sera, would be over soon, where they would spend the evening together getting the full spa treatment as they had always done prior to a gallery opening. She had already spent her time fussing and worrying over everything, now it was time to relax and enjoy the fruits of her labor.

Hmmm ... I still don't know if I headcanon that Death cannot "create life" because ... well ... he's Death. Straight up.

But I also once imagined his child, but with my Nekomata OC/Fursonya.

At by @pand-a-mort