#ᴍᴜsᴇ ﹕ legolas thranduilion

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WHAT COLOR IS YOUR AURA?

Magenta

splattered paint, glitter, childhood friends, neon, pleather, dance floors, crystals. your essence is magenta: you are charming and lead with your heart. you are drawn to people; you adore the thrill, that rush of attention when making an instant connection. even if you are not genuine, you are confident. you are the enchanter. you are the party-goer. you find kinship in like-minded individuals of pink, rose, amethyst, and amaranth, who share your magnetism towards others. you are also drawn to the driven noir and umber, who will help you grow and become more introspective. however, you may struggle to get along with the ruminating personalities of forest and marigold who seem to always overthink.

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@ramblingsofamoonwatcher sent a missive : ❛ take down. forcefully bring my muse to the ground.

❛ meme ⋆ ꮋꮖꭲꮋꮁ̵ꭺꭼꭱꮖꮮ status ┆ accepting !

LOUD & DEAFENING SILENCE STARTERS

       REFLEXIVE & COMPULSORY WAS THE grunt at the impact with the unyielding earth. snatched from the depths of his throat when his back struck it with not such a force to wound nor even bruise , but strength enough to drive a harsh breath from his lungs. a lowly gasped inhale followed in the stillness thereafter.

       WINDED NOT HE WAS , but stunned enough by the swift action of the other elf , having manoeuvred a fraction too slow to counter he had & left his flank open for such an attack. it was the mark of his overzealous reaching , having felt he could win this match & his overconfidence in ending it with haste had brought his downfall. humbled by the fact he was quite literally brought back down to earth , feeling the coolness of the soil press against the fine fabric of his tunic & leathers.

       THE RAINFALL THE DAY previous had softened the ground & painted the sky in thick , seamless clouds. which created ideal conditions to practise hand - to - hand amongst the unstable footing & slippy environment that came after a rainstorm. soaked foliage that dripped down onto the forest floor in little plips , thoroughly saturated bark of the trees’ branches , & the dampened earth below. far more protected by the thickly leaf laden boughs of the trees , but not untouched by the severe downpour of the night prior.

       & BE FACED WITH ONE’S limitations of skill apparently , or so legolas had been acquainted with in this instance. but after the initial shock & subsequent breathless instance , the wood elf blinked ere offering a good - natured half smile towards the other whilst he gathered his legs underneath himself to stand. celestial blue eyes glimmered with amiability at the fair take down , lighting the entirety of his expression as he nodded in acceptance of the defeat with a good grace that wasn't deceptive nor a farce.