
“Darkness dwells within even the best of us. In the worst of us, darkness not only dwells but reigns.”
Dean Koontz, Strange Highways

“Darkness dwells within even the best of us. In the worst of us, darkness not only dwells but reigns.”
Dean Koontz, Strange Highways
Harper presents an enchantress for the 21st Century
The details:
WindLight settings: Torley Linden — NIGHT: Our together
Photographed at my home
I slapped together the two photos I posted Wednesday for Cajsa Lilliehook’s Red Lip Wednesday Challenge in a half-hour before having to get ready for work. I must have done a better job in 30 minutes than I thought, because I got a fave on the post. Here’s four more, with the local effects finally kicking in, and a touch more makeup to improve the look.
(Stop the slideshow, right-click and select “View image” or equivalent to see the larger image.)
And here are, as ever in demand —
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The details:
O brothers mine, take care! Take care!
The great white witch rides out to-night.
Trust not your prowess nor your strength,
Your only safety lies in flight;
For in her glance there is a snare,
And in her smile there is a blight.
After seeing the original at Harper Beresford's blog (A Passion for Virtual Fashion), I had to give Eshi Otawara's "Black Gems are Forever" a shot of my own. However, I decided I'd discard the pants she had in the confection, and used an old skirt from Anubis Style instead (which I think was created for the old Rezzable "Black Swan" show, as that was the name on the gown).
The great white witch you have not seen?
Then, younger brothers mine, forsooth,
Like nursery children you have looked
For ancient hag and snaggle-tooth;
But no, not so; the witch appears
In all the glowing charms of youth….
I especially love Eshi's headdress of jet-topped pins and a "veil" of thin, flexible "wires." I've pinned it into a fri.day coiffure -- normally the SL epitome of casual style; but with this headdress added to it....
But though she always thus appears
In form of youth and mood of mirth,
Unnumbered centuries are hers,
The infant planets saw her birth;
The child of throbbing Life is she,
Twin sister to the greedy earth.
Candy Nail has an amazing variety of prim nails, including these black talons with jewels stuck all over them.
And back behind those smiling lips,
And down within those laughing eyes,
And underneath the soft caress
Of hand and voice and purring sighs,
The shadow of the panther lurks,
The spirit of the vampire lies….
Note the black jet choker and the earrings, which mirror the headdress. There's also a ring, but the nails knocked it off, of course; one of the two things I don't appreciate about prim nails, no matter how good they make you look.
Oh! she has seen your strong young limbs,
And heard your laughter loud and gay,
And in your voices she has caught
The echo of a far-off day,
When man was closer to the earth;
And she has marked you for her prey.
She feels the old Antaean strength
In you, the great dynamic beat
Of primal passions, and she sees
In you the last besieged retreat
Of love relentless, lusty, fierce,
Love pain-ecstatic, cruel-sweet.
O, brothers mine, take care! Take care!
The great white witch rides out to-night.
O, younger brothers mine, beware!
Look not upon her beauty bright;
For in her glance there is a snare,
And in her smile there is a blight.
Excerpts from “The White Witch”
by James Weldon Johnson (1922)
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The details:
WindLight setting: Torley Linden’s DUSK – Briony
Read Harper Beresford’s original article