#shimmer
Lots of pretty new polymer clay crystal pieces are available in my Etsy shop!
www.etsy.com/shop/WalkingSquid
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Pretty in pink
F&D snippet
So sorry this is taking forever, I’ve been faffing around for weeks on this chapter, I’ve finally got about 1.5k of usable stuff and I’ll be lucky if I make it to this weekend for posting T_Tº
Have a little snippet of Vi reminiscing on her first visit to Singed’s malpractice cave :
Singed had given her a short tour as he recounted the brief history of his research on shimmer, how he’d first discovered the properties of the mushrooms by accident. On their own they’re a mild euphoric, but Singed had experimented and finally decanted something promising by mixing in his secret ingredient.
Vi had smiled at that. ‘What is it? Love?’
Syd had snorted behind her, while Singed blinked, confused. 'No,’ he’d said, deadpan. 'Waverider kidney.’
Vi wasn’t sure what she’d expected, but that was par for the course.
Distant Shores by Kindra Nikole
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4/52 ✨ “Trust in dreams, for in them is hidden the gate to eternity.” - Khalil Gibran Dress: Michelle Hébert Assist: Adric Knight ✨ [I have always had this fantastic idea that just under the surface of everything, if we activate things *just* right, there are eons of other universes below, glowing and vibrant, waiting to be discovered. I believe that we have the ability to change the world through our dreams. Dreams inform us when we’re waking or sleeping what lies in the deepest corners of our hearts–what we truly feel. Beneath the layers of societal conditioning and programming and everybody telling us what to do, think, feel, believe, how to act, what to wear, where to go, what job to apply for or what trip we should or shouldn’t take–beneath ALL of that lies our dreams. They hold our truth. And each person’s truth is uniquely their own, Nobody can tell you what your truth is. Sometimes we have a little voice that tries to deceive us away from our own truth. But when we quiet our minds, when we stop and breathe, *really* breathe, then the whispers of our dreams become audible. And if we do this enough, those whispers become hums, those hums become songs, and the words of those songs ring clear as bells and guide our every thought, deed, and action. ✨ What is it your dreams are telling you? Beneath it all, quiet and soft until it becomes clear as the brightest summer day. What do your dreams ask of you, and what do you yearn for? Whatever it is, that’s what you should do.]
