#Saraluna

[saraljewell]

Inktober 2018! 

[jackredfieldwasmyjacob]

i had forgotten how much of a massive melendi fan i used to be oh god

[tangir575]

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[spanish-aguacate]

Hello, may I spam you with question for the ask game? Yes? Ahh, thank you very much! <3 May I ask about 4, 8, 15, 26 &...5? :3

Hello there dear spammer! ;)

I would gladly anser these questions!

4. favourite dish specific for your country?

Grilled squid with mojo (coriander sauce) and some stewed potatoes!

5. favourite song in your native language? 

I got a lot, so it’s hard to decide, but i’ll choose Saraluna from Melendi, that song make me cry so hard it’s crazy

8. do you get confused with other nationalities? if so, which ones and by whom?

Mmm, not really? I look exactly like my nationality xD

15. a saying, joke, or hermetic meme that only people from your country will get? 

I’m not gonna say more xD

26. does your nationality get portrayed in Hollywood/American media? what do you think about the portrayal? 

Ehh, I don’t think so...? But they should cause some americans confuse us as Mexicans just cause we speak the same language, for them spanish is only a language not people xD

Thanks for the ask! *happy roll*

[praiacocorpg]

Foro.

LA HUELLA DEL DOLOR: Héctor busca al responsable de sus desgracias como ojos de su padre.

MI FAMILIA ES MI PATRIA: Maritza busca a su hermana menor, quien no hace mucho que se ha presentado en la isla sin avisar.

SAINTS & SINNERS: Saraluna busca a sus hermanos colombianos y a su marido, con una trama al más puro estilo Peaky Blinders. 

[alba1bachillerato]

Esta canción es de mi cantante favorito de Melendi llamada SaraLuna.

La canción trata sobre dos hermanas separadas al nacer ya que una vive con una familia rica,mientras que la otra se tiene que ganar la vida por su cuenta.

Años más tarde se encuentra con que una de ella consiguió ser enfermera mientras que la otra abusaba de las drogas. Un día mientras Sara hace su trabajo le llega una urgencia de un accidente de coche y cuando llevaba la camilla se dio cuenta que era igual que ella y se puso a investigar.

Luna tras el accidente necesitaba un trasplante de corazón y Sara decidió que ya que tenían la misma sangre pues donarle su corazón.Luna tras despertar de la operación encontró una nota donde lo explicaba todo y decía que a pesar de que todos estos años no han podido estar juntas ahora estarían para siempre.

En mi opinión esta canción me transmite mucha tristeza ya que me pongo en su lugar y pienso en que podrían separarme de mi hermana o que le pasara lo mismo y también es una de las canciones más emotivas de este artista.

Para mi el arte en la música está en la manera de expresarse,como lo siente cuando lo canta y todo lo que puede transmitirte una simple canción

[ladysaraholt]

Eight Years Later

So it blows my mind sometimes that my main muse, Saraluna, started as just a spur-of-the-moment concept eight whole years ago! Holy smokes!

In a spur-of-the-moment urge, I painted a new picture of Sara - something I haven’t done since I created her. So I thought I’d give y’all a little bit of a before and after of how she has evolved. ^_^

These two images were painted in the same week that I created Sara. She was my sweet innocent little ball of curiosity, destined to study Arcane.

She’s been through a tremendous life! Military. War. A marriage. Becoming a widower. Paramilitary. Kidnapping and torture. Multiple failed engagements. Lost friends. And now, a new engagement and twins on the way! Wow!!!

So, here she is, my sweet followers. My Blueberry, all grown up:

I hope you like her. ^_^

[dailyrol]

LA HUELLA DEL DOLOR: Héctor está en búsqueda de aquel que sigue cada uno de sus pasos y es responsable de muchas de sus desgracias.

CAÍN & ABEL: Saraluna está en búsqueda de su marido y su hermano, dueños del mundo y dinastía Montoya.

POLLITOS DEL INFIERNO EN CASA: Apolinario está en búsqueda de su hijo mayor con dos grandes secretos que podrían tirar abajo el círculo familiar. 

Accede al foro.

[thalsianiii]

“Why did you threaten Saraluna? Ardan? The Holt family as a whole? Not the smartest of ideas.”

Percival let out a sigh, he didn’t even need to be under some truth serum to answer this.“First off, I not once threatened ‘The Holt family as a whole’. In fact, despite my words, Adhelin and Rinoha still turn to me as an advisor when it comes to their magical needs. My threats were directed solely at Sara and Ardan, and Doctor Benison by proxy. The why, is simple. Before I left to fight on the front lines of Argus, Sara told me she was with child. While our engagement had dissolved at that point, it was still very much probable the children were mine. She not once so much as hinted at the possibility of them being that bi-polar asshole’s spawn. She all but confirmed the children growing inside of her were of my blood. I went off to fight a war with the most destructive known force in the cosmos to protect the lives of, what I thought were, my children.”The old warlock paused for a moment, his fingers steepled as he stared hard at the shadows face.“Can you comprehend what it feels like to be told you are to be a father? To prepare yourself for such a change. To switch from selfish goals of immortality and knowledge to the overwhelming urge to fight for the lives of your children? I went to war for that Ardan bastards children. All while he sat back in some lavish den sipping wine with Sara in comfort. I saw horrors the likes of which most of you will never be able to comprehend. I heard the sound of screaming souls as they are devoured by an Ur’Zul. I watched men and women get slaughtered and eaten alive by hordes of demons. I felt the icy chill of the voids madness digging into my mind. The time I spent there was immeasurable. Anyone who has spent any time on Argus knows time moves differently. What was a month on Azeroth, felt like more than a year in the Nether. I fought and sacrificed more than the pair of them will ever do. And what did I discover when I returned? What truth was revealed when I came back to Azeroth for her first prenatal check up to ensure the health of my child? That it wasn’t even fucking mine. That I had bled and killed and suffered and sacrificed for nothing. I had my children taken from me. I had my legacy taken from me. We had our life taken from us!”

Percival took a deep breath, regaining his composure before he finished.

“Men have killed for much less. I may be powerful. But I am only human. I lashed out in a fit of heartbroken rage. And I do not for a moment regret my words. Perhaps when you have your children taken from you, you will be able to understand what I felt in that moment.”With that, Percival rose from the seat and moved to leave the shade behind, but not before one last comment.

“As for the intelligence of my decision. I have yet to meet anyone, in House Holt or beyond, who can stand against me. I could put Ardan’s head on a pike if I so chose, and no one in that house could stop me.”

((Mentions: @sarastarbreeze @ardantahmasholt @adhelin @rinohaholt ))

[glenicemorcant]

Glenice leans back in her banker’s chair. She spreads her arms wide on the oak desk, hands framing the green ink blotter resting on its well-worn surface. The summons was staring at her through its black ink letters. Glenice sighs deeply as she proofread the summons... again:

Lady Saraluna Starbreeze House of Sterren. Gilneas.

Lady Starbreeze,

Special Investigations Unit respectfully requests your presence at an informal question regarding your connections to an ongoing criminal investigation. The SIU understands a person of your stature and profile requires a great deal of discretion; therefore, while we cannot compel you to attend a informal questioning at this time, your coöperation would be strongly encouraged.

Please be prepared to discuss an incident from December, 30 ADP, and your dealings with the disbanded paramilitary organization, ‘The Conclave of Azora’. The incident under scrutiny took place in Silithus Province.

You may bring counsel with you. 

The SIU will defer to your schedule in order to accommodate you, your charity work, and the running of your House. However, we would emphasize that the earlier this interview is conducted, the faster we can work through your involvement, and clear your name.

Kind regards,

Major Glenice Morcant Lead Special Investigator Special Agent Alanna MacLeod Special Investigator

Lieutenant-Commander Lauren Carrol SIU Director

Grand Alliance Military Special Investigations Unit Capital Cities Detachment Mage District. Stormwind City.

“Ramirez!” Glenice calls. She can hear his chair scrape against the wood floor of the bullpen, and his trudging footfalls. It takes him nearly a minute to reach her office.

“Ma’am?” he answers. 

Ramirez pops a bite of cheese into his capacious mouth. Glenice eyes the man in his rumpled suit jacket and donut-stained Oxford.

“I need you to serve this,” she says. Glenice rolls the paper and seals it with a blob of hot wax. She presses her signet ring into the seal. “Take your camera. I want proof it was served and received. Understood?”

Glenice begins writing the address on a scrap of paper. She sees Ramirez nodding out of the corner of her eye. Good enough.

(( @sarastarbreeze, @alanna-macleod ))

[saraljewell]

Sara L. Jewell

Big Summer Mood

[mastersommelierjennifer]

Mme. Saraluna Starbreeze Blue Mountain Region, Gilneas House of Sterren

Dear Lady Starbreeze,

I hope my handwriting is acceptable. I prefer to write like this, in scripted long hand, but recent weeks have found me printing out more requisition slips in block print than sitting down to write a nice, formal letter. It feels nice to let the hand do as it will.

It seems ages since we last spoke. A great deal changes over a course of months, doesn’t?

To the quick: one cannot help but read the news. The House you are associated with, it seems to be under attack. While I cannot be there to offer support in person, I’d like to extend my best wishes to you and your House. Take this bottle; it’s a crisp and creamy 20-year tawny, about four years resting in the bottle. Share it with your friends and colleagues with my complements. It is my hope that the toasty notes will bring you at least a small amount of comfort in this most dire of times.

A little, as is said, goes a long way. You may say the same for my support.

Walk in Light, sister.

Yours most sincerely, Commissary Jennifer Hotchner Canals, Cathedral District, Stormwind City Private Post: 427

( ~ @sarastarbreeze ~ )

[awfulbabynames]

from a friend's baby shower: stellarae, winterlyn, zaralie, sophiana, saraluna, and more that i can't remember...

[laninarolerabien]

— She wants me dead: Dolores busca al chico que le cambió el verano para bien o para mal. ¿Será el lobo feroz?

— Familia gato y más: Xiomara busca a sus hermanos

— Saints & Sinners: Saraluna busca a su marido y cuñados. Todo de un clan de narcos colombianos

Foro

[saralunabanna]

And my mind flies away...

I sit with my family .. this beautiful group of wonderful people .. I feel the cold breeze tickle my skin as the silver light from the moon illuminates it .. I laugh at the jokes they tell and look at all their jovial faces .. teeth gleaming from underneath their streched lips .. heads thrown back and features features so like my own creased in laughter .. I am here with them and yet .. in the first moment of silence that settles .. in the peaceful Hush that follows raucous laughter .. my mind wanders.. My mind wanders to an empty country road that stretches under an endless starry sky .. where a convertible barrels down the road and i sit in it .. eyes closed, hair flying, smile wide and arms spread open as if to embrace the universe .. my mind wanders to a place where I feel infinite .. The human mind is truly a beautiful dangerous thing .. imagining scenarios that envoke feelings of wistfullness . -saraluna al banna

[ladysaraholt]

Regress

(( per @penvenomstarkstar, for Sara ))

The sunrise was still struggling to filter through the heavy canopy of Ashenvale, and a dewy mist hung in the forest air surrounding the little cottage. A gruff voice called out from the other side of a quaint little garden:

“Saraluna!”

When he was given no response, Tasserik smirked, shaking his head, the long midnight blue tresses disturbed from their place in the process. He made his way to the cottage with a pair of fishing poles in one hand, setting them by the door.

“Saraluna, if you don’t get up, we’ll miss the best chance to catch dinner for tonight.”

As he walked through the little cottage, his mind enjoyed the memories that flitted behind his eyes of the first time he’d ever set foot inside it. Amber eyes glowed with happiness as he opened the door to the young elf’s room, and he could do little more than cross his arms and smile at the sight before him, leaning against the doorframe:

“An’da? What time is it?” To the sweet little voice, he chuckled in response.

“Time to get up, my Little Moon. The fish will be going to bed soon.”

With a blink, the sweet little elf girl bounded out of bed to get changed before running after her father so they could catch her favorite dinner - Summer Bass.

(( thank you for the ask ))