Candles raise my desire

Candles raise my desire
Why I’m so far away
No more meaning to my life
No more reason to stay
Freezing feeling
Breathe in, breathe in
I’m coming back again

Candles raise my desire

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Voodoo,voodoo, voodoo, voodoo….

Okay so like, I know I’ve been slacking in the blogging process. Ya know, I’m human can you blame me? I’ve been having a wee bit of computer troubles whenever I take a picture on Second Life so it’s been kind of difficult. I’ve been experimenting with my ways on taking photos and how I do things. I think overall over the last years since I started to blog, I’ve improved. Anyways, Doe which is I’m unsure if Hely of Ploom is re-branding to Doe or if it’s an off brand, but Doe has new colors in the bundle called NEON and let’s be real; it’s neon. You can pick that up at We <3 Roleplay this month.

 

Inspiration for my outfit well, Goth1c0 dropped this amazing outfit in my box couple of days ago and first thing that popped in my head was witch. You can get this outfit in two different colors, purple and pink. Location on where these two items are at, We <3 Roleplay.   Well there’s hunt going on called the Witchy Hour and it’s pretty decent. I did the hunt out of boredom and well Dark Passions and The Little Bat was on it so that’s why I did it as well.

Voodoo, voodoo, VOODOO!

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Urban Voodoo

Zenobia knew she should leave Voodoo to her father a well known Voodoo King of New Orleans. Her Voodoo magic only went so far as spiritual readings, prayers, and making cures for aliments. Her father would be shitting bricks if he saw her painted up in her half mask trekking through the swamp at an odd hour at night. A drawstring pouch which held a skull of an adult human being with a slight skull deformity. She purchased it from a Voodoo Queen in New Orleans behind her father’s back.  Zenobia cursed under her breath as she swatted at mosquito, spider webs and god knows what else. ‘What are ya tinkin’ Zen? Comin’ out hea tryin’ to practice ya Voodoo. Especially when ya father said not too.’  Zenobia disregarded her conscience for a moment when she reached the clearing in the swamp.

Once Zenobia was in the clearing she did a blessing of the area and made sure everything was where it was needed. Opening the draw string pouch with delicate fingers she produced the human deformed skull. The spirits were strong in this area and some called to her. Her hands were glove free and her psychometric was in full effect. As soon as her fingers touched the deformed human skull memories and sensations flooded Zenobia. The skull revealed horrors that someone so depraved could only think of. She didn’t like to use her psychometry for one reason only, sometimes memories or the sensations were so powerful she doesn’t know what is fake or reality. Maybe it was time Zenobia learned her lesson and save the real Voodoo for the Kings and Queens.

 

[This is just something I had fun doing and very proud of the photo. The brief story can be something I’ll use for RP purposes]

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