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threads of gold in her veins but she is twice damned thrice imperial colder than hell ice in her touch and shadows writhe in the wake of her light the all mother beckons come child, come

Raea's heart pounded in her chest, and somewhere in this dizzying, maddening world, this moment made sense. It clicked into place softly and she pondered the realities of fate and destiny. This person was meant to be in her life. Creeping heat swirled in her cheeks--flushed red, even in the...

You're going to do great!

My Artamese's body is ready. > : O She specializes in studying old and/or forgotten magic and how it ties into a civilization's culture. She considers herself a researcher and linguist. She loves a good challenge and will probably immerse herself in any known documentation she can get her hands...

Raea could admire the way someone like Aurora was both free to do as they pleased and still confined to duties and obligations. Raea had a different kind of freedom, one that she had to work hard--just to stay alive. She had no permanent job, no major responsibilities. The few friends she...

"I'm not sure." Raea was still frowning at hers. "Mine's just...there. I think?" She was truly uncertain. "It's not a magic I'm truly familiar with, if I'm honest." Raea was still frowning distractedly, amber scintillating in the light. Despite her disapppointed she was in her stone, her eyes...

Is she the Mother? No, Ujala, she is you--Maiden incarnate. It is Raveena that is Ai'a, the Mother. The All Mother. But is she not Kheshigmaa Narmandakh of the Yōsei? Not yet, my love. Patience. For now, see her as she is. Marvel at what she can do! Yes, Mother. . . Raea gestured all around...

Raea's golden eyes widened when Aurora confirmed it. "What is your world like?" Raea didn't mean to blurt out the question. Her brush with the fae was rare--and when it happened, they were often trying to murder her. It was different this time, and while Raea had knowledge of some of the...

Raea had had dreams before. Unbidden, deep-sleeping dreams where she was both aware and comforted by the fact it was both a dream and reality. A woman, with long dark hair--darker than hers, and lovely golden eyes--sadder than hers. There was a deep sense of kindness. And when they tried to...

From the great being Khali came the Daiki—the many gods of the Yosei Pantheon. With no one to worship their beauty and light, they sought to create a race that would worship them. The gods each contributed something to this creation, so that their people would be grateful for having been given...

"Like this, you see?" The palms of Raea's hands were awash in golden light. It was the tips of her fingers, the veins that ran through her, with an ethereal glow. And with light, shadows were cast. Endearing figures, ambiguous people--perhaps a smiling girl and a boy. They danced along the wall...

Sometimes her Empathetic stasis slid over her skin like oil, slick and fluid—as if she slipped below the surface of water. Other times it felt like the visceral eruption of ice, biting, painful and difficult to claw out of. Raea’s back arched so sharply that she almost heard it pop, but the dull...