āIt is the first day of November and so, today, someone will die.ā
Are you prepared for The Scorpio Races? From November 1st to December 3rd, 2017 prove yourself on the beaches, make yourself at home on Thisby, and try to stay alive. This is the fourth year of The Scorpio Races Festival!
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Hey all! At the risk of looking a bit too much like Dory Maud and her catalogue, I thought Iād still let you know that Iāve added another design to my shop! Here is a sampling of the items that are 25% off today (11/20) until Midnight PT. Happy November!
For someone who hates honey I actually reallly liked them
We didnāt put the icing on because my mom kept walking into the kitchen and going āoh my god what a messā (sorry Iām not Authenticā¢)
PROTIP: put a cookie sheet under the cooling rack to catch all the glazy goodness then put it back into the pot and keep spooning so you donāt waste anything
I probably couldāve made way more because they got so big. That way theyāll last longer
I need to remember MORE CINNAMON
I used every. Single. Bowl. In my kitchen
10/10 would recommend.
Do not make them with people that you would be sad to lose because fighting will ensue
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It is the first of November...(Scorpio Races fantrailer)
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So, here is a thing that I began for last yearās Scorpio Races Festival, but didnāt get a chance to finish until this year!
Unfortunately I donāt think Iāll have the time to participate this year, but am looking forward to seeing all the amazing creativity in stories, art, music, edits, etc. that this fandom always puts forth!!
Anyway, this is my first attempt at making videos with actual video clips - perhaps later Iāll come back and do something better with this!
Finally starting to catch up on challenges forĀ @thescorpioracesfestivalā! Another reminder that my previous challenges have all been under @colestclairsā, but moving forward all my challenges are taking place on @suriels.
My previous challenges can be found here: (one) (two) (three) (four) (five) (six)
And as always, @puckconnollyās matching challenges can be found here: (one) (two) (three) (four) (five) (six) (seven) (eight) (nine)
Challenge 7 under the cut!
Rider Challenge 7: Home & Family
Wind whips my hair against my face fiercely, but huddled on the rocks, Rowan cursing under her breath about the cold, and Elemental just a few feet away, standing guard in the waves, I canāt find it in myself to be bothered. Iāve made a makeshift home with them here, the only place where Iāve ever felt I belong. Lately, I think maybe home isnāt so much as place, but maybe the company you keep.
Without Rowan and Elemental, I am not sure I belong anywhere. But New York⦠Maybe I could belong there.
āTell me about New York again,ā I murmur, eyes locked on the sea. Itās the billionth time Iāve asked Rowan about the city, but I still hang on every word she offers.
Rowan scoffs, nudging me with her shoulder. āDonāt you want me to leave something to be desired? Youāll see it soon enough.ā When I turn to her with curious eyes, she leans back a little. āI told you that you should come back with me.ā
My heart does a small flop in my chest. āI didnāt think you were serious.ā
āOf course I was serious. Youāll like it there. And besides, my parents owe me big time for sending me here.ā
It takes a bit of effort not to look hurt. As much as Rowan has become my friend during her time here, sometimes I wonder if she would trade it to have spent these last weeks back in her apartment, with her friends and all her shenanigans. Despite my own desires to escape, I want her to like Thisby. Even if Iāve outgrown it, my footprints are embedded in the hills and pieces of my soul are ground in with the sand. I am made of this rocky island with too much wind and not enough life, but just enough magic to create something as strange as me.
āDo you miss it?ā I ask her, not sure if I really want the answer.
āI do. I miss my friends, and my parents. Even though they basically banished me.ā Thereās a little tension in her voice, anger at her parents that she hasnāt told me about before. As subtly as I can, I press my shoulder a little closer to hers in comfort. āItās weird, being here, where I canāt even really talk to them at all. I wrote them a postcard, telling them I wanted to come home,ā as if she can sense my sadness, she turns to me with a small smile, āand that Iād be bringing back a friend.ā
It is so easy to smile back at her. For a moment, I forget why I asked her to keep my company today. Rowan has that effect on me. When we are together, I can see the future Iāve laid out for myself, and remember why I wanted to fight so hard for it. Sometimes, I need her nearness just to remind me that Iām still fighting.
Without thinking, I let the words slip. āI miss my parents too.ā
Rowan twists from her position, so she can look at my face. āWhat do you mean? You live with your parents.ā
Bile rises in my throat, but I swallow it back. āThey havenāt spoken to me since I brought Elemental home.ā
It all comes tumbling out of me. The way my mother has stopped asking me for help in the gardens over breakfast, and instead leaves a written note of chores on the counter. How my father spends twice as much time in the paddock with our sheep, so he doesnāt have to tell me what still needs to be done when I return from practicing on the beach. How, for the first time in my life, my bedroom store is always closed, and no one ever knocks to see if Iām in it.
āThisby loved me before I was a rider,ā I tell her, though the vanity in that statement makes me blush. āI was this weird little thing that everyone laughed at, but I was a great student and a also ever so well behaved. I was friendly and helpful and everyone knew my blonde pigtails when I came running into town to fetch things for my parents.
āAnd my Mom and Daā, they loved that so much about me. They thought I was Thisby all the way to my bones.ā Rowan wrinkles her nose at my comment, and I would laugh if it werenāt for my melancholy. āBut now⦠I think they know how badly I want to leave it, and they donāt approve. I overheard my mom crying the other night, about how whether I survived the races or not, she was losing her only daughter anyway. Does it make me selfish to want to leave? Am I a bad daughter for wanting more than a sheep farm and the Dalton name?ā
Rowan considers this for a moment. āIf you won the races, do you think you could still stay on Thisby and be happy?ā
It is such a simple answer. I shake my head. āI love my parents, and this island will always be a part of me, but the only things that could keep me happy here are you and Elemental. But youāre leaving, and I made Elemental a promise.ā
She doesnāt ask what the promise is. I think she remembers that day on the beach when we first spoke, and rumors were flying about how Finnigan Kendrick had tried to buy my capall out from under me. Iām sure everyone on this island knows that whatever happens during the race, Elemental will return to the sea.
We sit together in silence for a long time, before Rowan finally speaks again. āMaybe, you make them a promise.ā I listen intently, my pulse a dull roar in my ears, hope so strong in my veins I think it might burn right through them. āPromise them youāll come back, every year. You were always going to have to leave the nest, every kid does, but that doesnāt mean they have to lose you altogether.ā
āBesides, as much as you want to get away, I donāt think you can leave Thisby behind forever. Not when Elemental might come back next year.ā
It shocks me in that moment, that Rowan has come to understand so much about me in our short time together. I donāt bother with a reply. She already knows sheās said the words to ease my mind. Instead, I offer her a beaming grin, the one so few people see and I know she thinks makes me look a little crazed. Weāre both laughing in an instant, and Iām left wondering if home could be a person instead of a place.
Sorry I've disappeared for the majority of the festival! :( It was a combination of finals, tough weeks and other things. Lindsay will return someday, I don't know when exactly, but he will return! Let's just say he got lost among the cobblestone streets~Ā
Ā As an apology, please take these barracuda/deep-sea fish-like capaill uisce that I found in my school's library a few years ago. Unfortunately I don't know the artist since I did not take a pic of the artist's name at the time :(