#Eleonore Lecuyer

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Elftober Day 8: Food "It's only a bit of Kitchen Magic- Take a bite! I promise it wont bite back."

[bloodmagister]

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Elftober Day 18: Garden Whispers of Life - St. Mocianne’s Arboretum

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A Lavender Beds afternoon.

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Elftober Day 19: Formal Lavender's blue, dilly dilly Lavender's green When I am king, dilly dilly You shall be queen

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Queen Mab Is it Air and Darkness they fear?

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I remember a meadow one morning in May, With a sky full of dreams that sailed in that day. I was dancing through green waves of grass like the sea For a moment in time I could feel I was free. There are waves of forgiveness and waves of regret, And the first waves of true love I’ll never forget. In the meadow that morning as I wandered alone There were green waves of yearning for life still unknown.

-”Greenwaves”, Secret Garden

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Cinderelezen

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Elftober Day 13: Secret Return to Wonderland

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Player vs. WoL It me.

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Valkyrie

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𝕬𝖘 𝕾𝖍𝖆𝖉𝖔𝖜𝖘 𝕯𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖊 dare not naysaying my grant; dance no longer with the shadows, vanish with me abaft the unlight! - dance no longer with the dead in the graveyard; o! the taste on thine lips; dance with me the mephisto waltz. a trickling deep red love  - wedlock 'twixt day and night - everlasting lightheartédness - offer me relief fro the sunrays. a kiss for thee my dear.  -Theatre of Tragedy

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Elftober Day 20: Home Ishgard will always be home. 

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Elftober Day 16: Crystal The Green Warden

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Happy October! 

ⓛⓞⓥⓔ♡ 𝐸𝓁𝑒𝑜𝓃𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝐿𝑒𝒸𝓊𝓎𝑒𝓇

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Elftober Day 17: Red 'Tis the last rose of summer, Left blooming alone; All her lovely companions Are faded and gone; No flower of her kindred, No rosebud is nigh, To reflect back her blushes, And give sigh for sigh. I'll not leave thee, thou lone one! To pine on the stem; Since the lovely are sleeping, Go, sleep thou with them. Thus kindly I scatter, Thy leaves o'er the bed, Where thy mates of the garden Lie scentless and dead. So soon may I follow, When friendships decay, And from Love's shining circle The gems drop away. When true hearts lie withered, And fond ones are flown, Oh! who would inhabit This bleak world alone? -”The Last Rose of Summer”, Thomas Moore