Dream the Crow black Dream…

TUNES

“Don’t look don’t look” the shadows breathe
Whispering me away from you
“Don’t wake at night to watch her sleep
You know that you will always lose
This trembling
Adored
Tousled bird mad girl”
But every night I burn
But every night I call your name
Every night I burn
Every night I fall again

[- The Cure -]

Clothing

Top: AsteroidBox – “Zara T-Shirt – FLF Version” (Maitreya Petite)

Accessories

Horns: :[P]: – “Vyria Horns [Candle-2] Hallo”

Septum (incl. blood BoM layer): [CX] – “Epistaxis Septum (Blood)” – NEW @ [Mod]ify // October 2021

Collar: [CX] – “Sila Collar – Silver” – NEW @ FLF-O-WEEN // October 2021

Earlobes & Earings: .:E.A.Studio:. – “Inazuma Plug Female Human”

Rings: Kunglers – “Payton Rings – Halloween Edition” – NEW @ SL Shop & Hop Halloween // October 2021

Claws: L’Emporio&PL – “::*Tormento*::” (Maitreya, Bento) – NEW @ TDSF October 2021

Hair & Makeup

Hair: KUNI – “Lisa (S)”

Head, Body & Tattoos

Head: LeLUTKA – “Gaia 3.1” – NEW @ Equal10 // October 2021

Head Skin: :Dernier: – “Dolla (Grey Alien)” (Lel. EvoX BoM)

Body: Maitreya – “Lara V5.3” + “Add-On Petite V1.1”

Body Skin: VELOUR – “Ipanema Body for Maitreya – Skinny (Grey Alien)” (BoM)

Tattoo: .:Vegas:.. – “Tattoo Destruction ( Dark )” (Lel. EvoX BoM) – NEW @ TDSF October 2021

Poses, Props & Tools

Backdrop: Paparazzi – “Creepy Courtyard” – NEW @ Ritual // October 2021

Poses (incl. Ravens): ::WetCat:: – “Edgar – Prop Set” (Bento)

Model, Stylist & Photographer

Wicca Merlin

Wicca’s Originals @ Men Only // October 2021

Wicca’s Originals @ Men Only // October 20th – November 15th

Tonight, the last one will die.

As Ivar dressed, he looked at the bloody axe on the table. There were four of them that fateful night. Four who turned his life into a living hell. All his life, Ivar kept his head down, worked hard and never even swatted a fly. His only crime was to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.

They were the golden boys of their high school; star athletes loved by the community. Ivar was a nobody with a drunk whore of a mother and whose father was anyone’s guess.
High from winning the State Championship, cocaine and cheap liquor, the fabulous four, out for a joyride, came across Ivar walking home from work late that night. He was stripped naked, tied to a tree and doused with alcohol. The golden boys took turns flicking lit matches at his head.

They laughed as Ivar begged them to stop. They laughed as tears ran down Ivar’s face. They laughed until one match ignited the alcohol. Then they stopped laughing. They ran to their car as Ivar screamed in agony as the flames burned his flesh. They never looked back at the destruction they wrought.

Ivar survived. Horribly scared. In constant pain. But he survived.

It has taken years to get revenge. As his recovery dragged on, Ivar’s anger and hatred grew. He planned and tracked the lives of his four tormentors. Their lives went on; Ivar’s did not. Until six months ago. One by one, Ivar hunt them down. He made each one beg. He made each one cry. He made each one scream in pain. Then each one died. Only one was left. He’s gone into hiding, but Ivar tracked him down.
Tonight, the last one will die.

Sizes: Maitreya, Legacy[M], Gianni and Belleza Jake
HUD: 10 Colors & 10 Metals
Event Location: Men Only

Wicca’s Originals @ Necrotize // October 2021

Wicca’s Originals @ Necrotize // October 20th – November 20th

Introducing the Deacon Arms, by Wicca’s Originals.

There are disturbing rumors about the process for augmenting into this ghoulish set of sleeves, and speculation that it has been known to change people.

First, your arms are cast in a silicone-based substance for a skin-tight fit. Once that has been done, the hooked spines themselves are inserted one at a time, with a numbing anesthetic inserted through both sleeve and flesh.

Lastly, the long, claw-like nails are secured to the fingers. After the anesthetic agents wear off, the constant aching pain felt by the wearer is said to cause some to go mad, and succumb to a primal need to hunt and inflict pain on others. But all of this could just be urban legend; maybe it’s just a sleeve that can be worn to accessorize a darker style after all.

Are you brave enough to find out?

The Deacon Arms come in 10 sleeve colors and have 10 metal color options, as well as the ability to hide individual rows of spikes.

They are fitted for Maitreya, Legacy (Female & Male), and Gianni bodies.

Event Location: Necrotize 2021

Eternal Cycle

The dark seas churn off the barren shoreline; nothing but sand and rocks as far as the eye could see. This is a safe haven. Safe from the world. Safe from predators.
It moves stealthily, careful not to leave a trail in the sand. Nimble for it size and appearance, it easily carries its fresh catch toward the hidden lair that’s been home for centuries. Even the creature no longer knows how old it was, but remembered how it came to be. How they all came to be.
There were twelve of them at the time of creation. At first they banded to together to protect each other, but once humanity discovered them, they were worshipped by some, scoffed by others. What fools, mankind. One by one, the others disappeared, searching for peace and solitude. What good does escape do now that we are exposed. Even the heavens mock us from above. As long as the stars exist in the sky, we are immortal.
After one last look at the full moon, that which guides the very cycle of its life, the creature slips into its home. Claws easily snap through the thick body of the Great White shark that crossed its path in search for sustenance. There are only a few more days before the mighty Lion’s turn to reign. Soon the great Crab can rest again and allow the others to rule.
Foolish humans. Allowing their lives to be dictated by astrology.

 And again the amazing story comes from the incredible Anne Daumig! Check out her BLOG and FLICKR and don’t forget to slap that little stars *winks*

Thank you so much Anne ♥

The Creature

Head: BeSpoke – “Monster Nemesis” – NEW @ Engine Room // September 2021

Headpiece: BeSpoke – “Accessories – Nemesis Headpiece” – NEW @ Engine Room // September 2021

Body: Maitreya – “Lara V5.3” + “Petite V1.1”

Skin: BeSpoke – “Nemesis – Night Terror” (BoM) – NEW @ Engine Room // September 2021

Torso: BeSpoke – “Crab Legs for Female Torso – Night Terror” – NEW @ Engine Room // September 2021

Accessory

Claws: L’Emporio&PL – “::*Tormento*::” (Maitreya, Bento) – NEW @ TDSF October 2021

Backdrop

Synnergy – “Cave of Wonders Backdrop”

Model, Stylist& Photographer

Wicca Merlin

 

 

Might have been the wrong Spell…

Again LeLUTKA surprises us with an amazing new release. The new “Gaia” head is perfectly designed to create some fresh, youthful, kawaii, or fantasy looks. It does have the same incredible amazing featured and HUDs as all the new 3.1 updates and in addition you will getthe lovely facetattoo (“whiskers”) in 2 different styles and those super cute and awesome fox ears! The fox ears are animated like the elf ears we already know, you just have to activate them with the little blue button on your HUD. You can customize your new fox ears as well and you even can decide if you want them with or without materials applied. You get 10 different fur colors for your ears premade and you even can edit them to adjust the fur color to match you look perfectly. Furthermore you get 2 more layers, where you can color the tips of your fox ears and as well the fluff inside. I am usually no fur ears person, but I am completely in love with those new fox ears! LeLUTKA did collaborate with some amazing designers, to make a complete look for the release on Equal 10 – you should not miss that (direct TP will be on the credits below!)

At NEO Japan you can find some of the latest releases from CerberusXing and cinphul.

The amazing headpiece is the exclusive from cinphul for NEO Japan. I your package you will find one arrangement as seen on the picture above, but as well all the single parts -3 combs, 6 forks, 2 loops and 3 pins –  so you can create your own unique headpiece. With the HUD you can color it in 6 different colors.

The “Blazing Vixen” you as well will find at NEO Japan, released by CerberusXing. Coming in 5 different colors (I am wearing “Firefly”) this amazing sexy and cool, shot body suit is created for Maitreya and Legacy female mesh bodies. With the transparent front and back and the amazing colored sides, it is a total must have for a sexy girls wardrobe *winks*

As well at NEO Japan you can find that incredible amazing, Asian tattoo by Vegas Tattoo. I adore how crisp and clear all of the Vegas tattoos are, you really can zoom in close and still have no blurry spots – simply awesome!

At the Dark Style Fair you will find those super sharp claws, made by L’Emporio. They can be textured in many different colors and metals with the HUD that comes with them.

NEO Japan will last till the 17h of October and the Dark style Fair will close its doors on the 31st of October – LMs are in the credits below 😉

Clothing

Outfit: [CX] – “Blaizing Vixen (Firefly)” (Maitreya) – NEW @ NEO Japan // September 2021

Shoes: BAX – “Regency Boots Black Leather” (Maitreya)

Accessories

Headpiece: cinphul – “mystique [hairstick set]” – NEW @ NEO Japan // September 2021

Piercing: UniCult – Barbed Septum – Style 2 – Combo” – NEW @ TDSF October 2021

Sleeves: [CX] – “Lance Bracers Femme – Leather” (Maitreya)

Claws: L’Emporio&PL – “::*Tormento*::” (Maitreya, Bento) – NEW @ TDSF October 2021

Hair & Makeup

Hair: DOUX – “Esther”

Eyeshadow: Unholy&JTM – “Mercury Eyeshadow – Black” (LeL. EvoX BoM) – NEW @ TDSF October 2021

Head, Body & Tattoos

Head (incl. fox ears): LeLUTKA – “Gaia 3.1” – NEW @ Equal10 // October 2021

Teeth: [CX] – “Strigoi’s Fangs – Silver Type.1 ( Size E / Wider )”

Body: Maitreya – “Lara V5.3”

Tattoo: .:Vegas:. – “Tattoo ( Dark ) Akuma” (BoM)

Poses, Props & Tools

Backdrop: .PALETO. – “Backdrop:. Horror Street”

Animal: [Rezz Room] – “Cerberus FATPACK (Companion) v2.0.0” – NEW @ NEO Japan // September 2021

Candle: !R!&:P: – “Orryn Candle [Dish-No-Anim] [PETR]”

Pose (book included): Diversion – Book Lover – 5M” (Bento)

Expression HUD: LeLutka – “Axis HUD Face 1.1”

Model, Stylist & Photographer

Wicca Merlin

Wicca’s Originals @ The Dark Style Fair // October 2021

Wicca’s Originals @ The Dark Style Fair // October 9th – 31st

There was no moon to light her way, but it also cloaked her escape. She ran as fast as she could through the dense woods on pure instinct, like an animal in flight, Fitting, since he treated her like a dog.
One minute He offered a kind hand; lulled her into a false sense of comfort. Then, without warning, the pain He caused tore her heart and soul to shreds, Was love suppose to be so painful?
She fell against a tree as her legs gave out beneath her. Lungs burning, her breath sawed harshly in and out of her chest. She looked over her shoulder to see if anyone pursued, but all she saw was darkness. That was all her life really was – endless darkness.
Others had escaped and He had dismissed their absence with a flick of a wrist as if they were nothing more than an annoying gnat. But He said Rhoda was special. Is that why He especially enjoyed hurting her? Building her up to only beat down so far that death was her only escape?
Yes, she often thought of death. The sweet release. The peaceful darkness. She came close, several times. The promises He made and failed to keep. The lies that so easily rolled off his tongue. Sweet words meant to pacify a child that held no meaning to Him as walked away and left her alone and bleeding while he went to find pleasure with his other woman.

That’s not love. That’s greed. The need to possess more than anyone else. A selfish child hoarding all the toys just so no one else could have them. If one was lost, three more took its place. That’s all she really was – a shiny trinket to display. His true pleasure came from the compliments He received about her. Yes, that stroked His ego. He loved what she earned Him – adoration.
No more. She was not a thing. She was not the shiny ruby He named her after. She had a name! And by all that was holy, she would hear that name again or die trying. When she heard His angry shout, she hide behind the tree. His punishments were cruel, oh so very cruel.
It was time to run. Nowhere to go. No one to help her. It didn’t matter. If she didn’t run for her life now, the last tiny bit of life inside her would die.
He won’t hurt her again. No one will ever hurt Rhoda again.
– The End –
Sizes: Maitreya (Lara, Petite, Flat), Legacy[F] (Classic, Perky)
Available as Fatpack with 10 Colors & 10 Metals or Single colors with metal HUD only (5 color combinations available for single purchase)

Event Location: Dark Style Fair

NEW Group Gift @ Wicca’s Originals

New Group Gift @ The Mainstore

Months have gone by since the ceremony that forever proclaimed me as The Great One’s Blood Doll, the Valia Necklace forever embedded into my chest declaring me His.

I sit at the dressing table brushing out my long hair, awaiting His nightly visit. I stare at my reflection and finger the necklace; awed at its beauty. Magically, matching earrings appear dangling from my lobes. When I drop my brush upon the table, a matching ring appears upon my finger.

“A gift, my pet,” The Great One murmurs as he pulls my hair over my shoulder and presses a sensuous kiss upon my neck.

I smile at His generosity as His fangs in deep.

Sizes:

Earrings: unisexunrigged // mod/copy/no trans

Rings: Maitreya, Legacy[F], Legacy[M], Gianni + unrigged

HUD: 10 Colors/Metals

(completes the “Valia Set“)

Location: Wicca’s Originals

 

NEW Group Gift @ Wicca’s Originals // Araneus Saga Chapter 3

New Group Gift @ The Mainstore

Araneus – Chapter 3
The day of the Coronation has arrived and Wicca stands in her bed chamber, staring blankly a the wall. Though dressed in her ceremonial gown, Wicca felt anything but regal. An hour away from the ceremony that would appoint Wicca Queen and the final piece of the Araneus was still missing. Without all three pieces – necklace, crown and earrings – Wicca cannot rule.
The earrings – the Balance of Justice – grants her the wisdom to treat all equally and without prejudice. Even with compassion and knowledge, what was a ruler without wisdom. Has she failed her people even before becoming their Queen?
A knock on her chamber door draws Wicca’s attention and she turns to see two filthy, haggard men being admitted into her chamber. Upon seeing their future Queen, each man drops to one knee and bows their head in homage. As Wicca draws near, she recognizes the pair as Royal Guard sent out to recover the last of the missing Araneus.
The men are caked from head to toe in muck and slime, their shoulders sag and their legs tremble from exhaustion. Had they even rested since ordered on their quest three days ago?
Fear grips Wicca as she approaches. She can only assume they failed in their quest and the last of the Araneus is forever lost. Only when Wicca stands before the men do the raise their weary heads to look her in the eye. With the last of their strength, each man lifts a arm and opens a clenched fist. There, on each of their palms, lies an Araneus earring.
Wicca drops to her knees before the exhausted guards, takes each of their outstretched hands in hers and presses them to her lips. The guards, embarrassed by their appearance, try to pull the filth-covered hands away, but Wicca refuses to relinquish her hold. It is not until her maids rush to her side does Wicca release the loyal guards.
In an attempt to escape capture, the last thief threw the earrings into a noxious bog when the guards were only yards behind and closing in quickly. Knowing the gravity of the situation, the guards discontinued their pursuit and searched the bog for days, without rest, until the earrings were recovered.
With the Araneus fully restored, Wicca can now be crowned Queen. She orders her maids to see the two guards bathed, fed and clothed before she is escorted to the Throne Room for her Coronation.
As each piece of the Araneus is placed on her, Wicca thinks of all the people within her Kingdom and vows to serve them until her dying day, with the same devotion they have shown her.
Long Live The Queen.
– The End –
Sizes: unisexunrigged // mod/copy/no trans
HUD: 10 Colors/Metals
(completes the “Araneus Set“)

Location: Wicca’s Originals

Wica’s Originals @ Second Life Halloween Shop & Hop // October 2021 // Araneus Saga Chapter 2

Wicca’s Originals @ SL Halloween Shop & Hop // October 1st – 31st

Araneus Saga – Chapter 2

The search continues for the Araneus, the symbol of Queen’s power among her people, stolen from the Great Chamber days before her Coronation.

Wicca paces the Throne Room, awaiting news of the remaining stolen pieces. The necklace – the Heart of People – was returned by two of her Royal Guards before it reached an enemy’s hands. Yet there were only two days remaining until her Coronation and without all three pieces of the Araneus, Wicca’s Kingdom would fall.

Soon, another team of guards return with a second thief, bound in irons and presented Wicca with a folded piece of rough cloth. She peeled back the layers until she reached the center. A sob of joy escaped her throat as tears ran down her cheeks. Inside was the headpiece – the Circle of Knowledge – imbuing her with the experiences of the generations rules that came before her.

Her joy was short lived as she looked down upon the shackled man kneeling on the floor, a small bag of moldy bread, withered vegetables and dried meat open at his side. The thief hung his head in shame as the guards explained how the man traded the Araneus crown for meager food stuffs.

The thief begged for mercy; not for himself, but for his wife and children, who even now were sick and starving in the burned out ruins of their cottage.

Moved by the thief’s impassioned plea, Wicca ordered the guards to escort the man’s family to the Palace where they could be cared for. while the thief, as penance for his crime, would work in the Palace until his debt was paid.

While the thief thankful Wicca for her benevolence, a great weight remained on her shoulders. One piece of the Araneus was still missing.

To be continued …

Sizes: unisexmod/copy/no trans
HUD: 10 Colors/Metals
(horizontal chains between the first to rows of chains can be hidden via a button on the HUD)
Free Halloween Gift available 😉

Event Location: SL Halloween Shop & Hop // October 2021

Transformation

Transformation

He left me for dead in the back alley of London’s most desolate area.
His attack was brutal, ruthless. His hands steady; his blade true. He left me nothing that resembled the fairer sex. His hatred for women knew no boundaries. And when he was finished, he wiped his hands clean as he stared down upon me with bland indifference – a frog dissected.
Time changed after he left. Minutes felt like days. Pain gave way to a coldness that numbed me to the world beyond. Voices, wagons, hawkers – all faded away until the silence screamed in my ears. I prayed for Death to find me.
<scrape, thump> <scrape, thump> <scrape, thump> <scrape, thump>
The sound grew out of the darkness. What did Death sound like?
A shadowy figure hovered over me before large, powerful hands yanked me from the ground and I was thrown across a shoulder as if I were nothing more than a burlap bag filled with potatoes.
<scrape, thump> <scrape, thump> <scrape, thump> <scrape, thump>
The jarring gait matched the eerie sound. That was the last sound I heard before Morpheus dragged into the abyss.
Oh, what fresh Hell is this? I awaken to the taste of rancid gruel forced into my mouth. Only one eye will open and that takes all my strength to perform. A wooden pushed passed my lips and I gagged on the noxious porridge until the whole of my stomach emptied onto my makeshift bed.
Clumsy hands attempted to clean up the mess, but only seemed to spread it around. An angry shout and the familiar sound of uneven footsteps retreating from my side brought me back to my present situation. The rough blanket was snatched away and a violent shiver wracked my body.. I strained to raise my head and with my one eye I saw my both swathed in dirty and blood-stained bandages.
A man stood beside the bed; poked and prodded me with the same dispassion as my attacker. Cold, probing eyes watched me over wired spectacles perched at the tip of his thin nose. White, wiry hair stood out in all directions and thickly pursed lips hide behind a grizzly beard. What must pass for a doctor’s coat covered a wrinkled and ill-kept suit that once must have belonged to a gentleman of considerable wealth.
The uneven footsteps again approached and I got my first good look at my rescuer. Had I been able to move, I would have recoiled in fear and disgust. Had a gargoyle from high upon the Cathedral precipice come to life, it would hold more appeal than the freak approaching me. Hunched backed and dragging a clubbed foot,. its grotesque features distorted into a mask of pure horror. Yet, its eyes reflected … pity. Not for its own circumstances, but for ME!
Suddenly, I realized the man in the doctor’s coat was speaking to me. He explained how his assistance, Igor (the pathetic creature now gently covering me with a clean blanket) found me and carried me to the doctor’s laboratory. My mind spun and I heard only bits and pieces as he inventoried my injuries. Over 300 stitches. Missing eye. Amputated hand. Leg muscles and tendons severed. Lucky to be alive. Permission for procedures.
All i remember was grimly nodding my head in consent. What did it matter what this man did to me. The midnight attacker took my life. Now this doctor, Dr. Frankenstein, said he could fix me. What does it matter. I died in that alley.
Days dragged into weeks. Weeks dragged into months. As soon as my wounds healed, Dr. Frankenstein began his experiments. What did it matter what I looked like. No man would ever look at with anything but disgust in his eyes. The midnight attacker took away everything that made me a woman.
I would have gone mad; I should have gone mad, had it not been for Igor. Beneath that monstrous face and body was a pure and generous heart. Each day Igor would bring me a gift; a trinket of some sort. A wilted flower. Half empty bottle of perfume. A torn lace handkerchief. Items discarded by their owners were treasures in the creature’s eye. And each gift he presented earned him pained and weary smile from me.
Winter was in full force when I woke on my stomach after what Dr. Frankenstein claimed was the final procedure. No sheet covered me, but what did I have to be modest about now. I pushed myself up and startled when movement caught in my peripheral vision. For the first time in the eternity in this hellhole, I was presented with a mirror. Not a small looking glass, but a large, three-sided standing mirror one might find at a couturier’s shop.
I did not wish to look, but it seemed as though the Fate’s compelled me forward. The ever present bandages were gone and my naked flesh was exposed for all to see. What I saw reflected made Igor’s ugliness look like a work of art.
Skin once soft as satin and milky white was now ashen and covered with long, jagged scars. Once full and bountiful breasts were gone and only to be replaced with raw, burnt tissue covering my chest. My face … my perfect face, that once turned heads of men and women alike, was mangled beyond recognition.

Only one crystal blue eye stared back. The other hollow socket was covered with a mechanical piece with wires embedded into my head. Though the eye was missing, my vision was sharper and more intense than humanly possible.

When I reached out to touch the mirror in disbelief, I saw a mechanical claw resembling the talons of a bird of prey. I slashed out at my image and the razor-sharp tips left deep gouges on the mirrors surface. The other hand, while still flesh and blood, had similar claws embedded where fingernails once grew.
A sob escaped my lips when eyes traveled downward and I saw the devastation done to that most sacred of womanly places. Yes, the midnight attacker took great pleasure and care in that area. Nothing remained.
Farther down, the thigh of one leg and calf of another were replaced with metal rods and blood filled tubes and contained in some form of a clear, unbreakable casing. My head snapped up at a sudden movement from behind me. A pair of mighty wings spread out like an avenging angel sent from the heavens. Feathers black as night entwined with pistons and gears and glistening metal talons.
I did not hear Igor’s approach, but saw he stood beside the mirror. In his gnarled hands he carefully held the most beautiful gown I had ever seen in my life. A gown of such great wealth and quality a woman would sell her soul to possess it. His lips were twisted into what had to be a smile as he held out the gown to me as a gift.
But I am no longer a woman. I am no longer human. A shrill and blood-curdling screech tore from my throat as I snatched the dress from Igor and with a strength I did not know I possessed, ripped the gown to shreds. Soul sick and broken, I fall to my knees among the tattered remains of Igor’s gift and weep.
The passage of time again eluded me as I lay huddled on the floor before that mirror, the wings a protective encasement around me guarding me from harm. Only a pitiful, woeful sound made me raise my head.
There, crouched on the floor before me was Igor, tears flowing down his face and a large bundle clutched to his chest. He dropped his burden in front of me and quickly scurried back on his hands and knees like a bug caught in a sudden light.

Again, Igor brought me clothing, but this time far different from the Lady’s gown. This offering contained men’s trousers and jacket made from fine leather and boots to match. Seems when Igor stole, he stole only the highest quality goods.

The pants were snug and fit me like a second skin. The jacket, too, fit me perfectly and was even tailored to allow for the wings now permanently affixed to my back. The tall, thick boots provided warmth and protection.
And it seems Igor was not willing to allow me to forget I was once a woman, for he included a short velvet cape elaborately embroidered with gold thread.
I pulled what was left of my unevenly cut hair together into a bun and turned to the mirror for the last time. Anne was gone forever. Only this creature, the Dark Angel of Harper’s Ferry remained. And she was ready to hunt.
Beware, Jack the Ripper. I am coming for you!

I feel so gifted to be allowed to call Anne a close and dear friend. Today it was her coming to me when I was trying to run after all my duties. I didn’t say something, but she asked if all is fine. She does have that 6th sense I guess, that makes her feel, if I am just slightly sad, stressed or frustrated. Today she must have felt that I am a little stressed and he asked me if all would be ok. Basically everything was ok and I told her that Liam fine, but had to finish some pictures for a magazine, a blog post and the posting for the store – for that she as well wrote a wonderful story, just take a look at the previous post HERE – and today I wanted to reveal the first chapter of it (yes she made 3 chapters and they will come one after another *winks* ). Being such a sweetheart she always is, she asked me if she could help me. Since it was making pictures, I told her that I do not think I could ‘outsource’ any of my work. A little later I again thought about the amazing story she wrote me yesterday for my post and so I carefully asked her if she still would be in a writing mood. I really was a little shy as she already wrote all those amazing chapters for the store releases and that incredible amazing story for me yesterday. But she said she had the second half of her frozen custard, which made her so cuber awesome creative yesterday and she asked me what kind of story. I showed her my raw shots for the post and instead of asking when I need it or telling me she would not have time, she just asked “Did you have anything in mind while styling this?” That was the moment where I just could have hugged her super tight again. I told her about the basic idea I had for the pictures and she started writing. Again she saved my ass! I adore her creativity, her skills for making all those stories for me and as well for our store releases – Anne you are such sweet little diamond, thank you so much… again ♥

Clothing

Top: AsteroidBox – “Tempus Shirt” (Maitreya Petite) – NEW @ Engine Room // September 2021

Pants: AsteroidBox – “Elise Leggings” (Maitreya)

Shoes: AsteroidBox – “Elise Boots” (Maitreya)

Accessories

Hair Accessory: ::Static:: – “Chrono Hairpin {Cluster}” – NEW @ Engine Room // September 2021

Glasses: [KROVA] – “Vitzili’s Lens 1 L” – NEW @ Engine Room // September 2021

Earrings: .:E.A.Studio:. – “Mads” (for Lel. EvoX Human Ears)

Ear Accessory: L’Emporio&PL – “Vulnus” (for Lel. EvoX Human Ears)

Nose Piercing: Wicca’s Originals – “Jadeon” (unriged)

Wings: {Aii & Ego} – “Starfire Angel Wings” – NEW @ Engine Room // September 2021

Finger Accessory: L’Emporio&PL – “Essentia” (Maitreya, Bento)

Nails: L’Emporio&PL – “Scripta Manent – Classic” (Maitreya, Bento)

Belt Accessory: kosmii – “Bedelia Chatelaine” – NEW @ Engine Room // September 2021

Hair & Makeup

Hair: KMH – “Hair F175” (unrigged) – NEW @ Engine Room // September 2021

Face Art:  Nefekalum Tattoos – “Hunger #01” (Lel. EvoX BoM, Materials)

Lipstick 1: [Cubic Cherry] – “{Tenuous} Lipstick” (Lel. EvoX HD Applier)

Lipstick 2: Mad’ – “Daemon Lips” (Lel. EvoX BoM)

Head, Body & Tattoo

Head: LeLUTKA – “EvoX Avalon 3.0”

Body: Maitreya – “Lara V5.3” + “Lara Add-On Petite 1.1”

Poses, Props & Tools

Backdrop: VARONIS – “Dayport Backdrop Scene”

Pose 1: Poseidon – “Valkyrie 6rev” (Bento)

Pose 2: Poseidon – “Heroes – Flight 4” (Bento)

Pose 3: Poseidon – “Flight 15” (Bento)

Model, Stylist & Photographer

Wicca Merlin