OC-Tober 14 of ??: Siralure A memory came to me then then: a particularly warm summer in my youth, before the loss of my eyes. An older girl with hair like ivy and a laugh like bells. She always favored me with a sly tug on the braid whenever we were forced to meet during our parents’ boozy proceedings. I was too young back then to realize what her beauty meant, although the fact that she was beautiful never escaped me. Wherever she went, Goldfox folk were stricken by an awful plague, which my mother playfully named, “Numb Tongue.”
“I suppose you wouldn’t remember me.” Judging by the pout in her voice, she must’ve been trying to play coy.
“How can I forget the beauty that set my entire flotilla on its head?” I asked, bowing to her. “Siralure. I was a child the last time I saw you.” “No need to flatter me. You were a child the last time you saw anything, Prince Ilti.” She tutted her teeth at the quip. “Ilti. I like the new name. The old one was a mouthful.”
Siralure is a character from A Tale of Two Bards, a story I have been working on with my meatbag for the last couple years, which I hope to begin posting soon. Siralure is the first lady I have done for this who I didn’t hate drawing 70% of the time. Her jewelry has a opal and cicada motif which was really fun to play with. If you have a really embarrassing dad, if your hair is unnaturally colorful and no one knows how you manage it, if you are more than just a pretty face but don’t mind pretending to be just a pretty face to get what you want, if you cheat at cards, you will like Siralure.
