her story is not just crimson pomegranates, all of the splendour of spring bends to her will. but this floral maiden also sends shudders of fear with one delicate footstep through all of hell - nikita gill, persephone girl
31 days of witches: day xxxi, le bal masqué des sorcières - the dark knight
once more heads turn as another grand entrance is made. the doors are hurriedly opened by the guards as a pitch-coloured alicorn swoops into the hall, soaring a lap, before its rider deftly descends, landing lightly with a bow as those present applaud the dark knight elissa, bedecked in dark florals, silver, and leather. she is welcomed most heartily by her hostesses and is guided into the main hall for the celebration. Some notice, but others do not, the small trail of petals that she leaves behind and watch as they wither and decay moments later, erasing their own presence as they blow away like dust.
@elissastillstands
the invitation ~ the location ~ hostess the first ~ hostess the second ~ the event ~ the guests (the garden witch / the glampire witch / the dark knight) ~ the entertainment
