#Whyte Wabi

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~ The Eclipse Tapestry ~

@lordshiroelune

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[Insight]:禎 Whyte Wabi 🎼

Yipeeeeeeeeeee!!!! Thank you, for gifting me this wondrous life!!!

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Tales of the Goldbrand

Status: Instagram Current Projects: Perfect My Style. Carrd: Every detail and home archive, the crown jewel. Scarlet Destiny Saga: Latest story arcs Writing Archive: Writing Hub Bsky - Twitter - Instagram: Social Alternatives. Ao3: TBA Disclaimer: Available for interact, tags, asks, etc.

About the Mun

Cap'n, Captain, Z

Contend with a fair amount of chronological health issues, but I do intense distraction therapy for pain management.

I do everything strictly for passion. Even if for my own amusement and enjoyment. Primarily exclusive to Tumblr, been here awhile... Let’s hope this site gets their act together, otherwise, I’ll have to befriend the bots.

Do a ton of writing here or challenges to better improve myself with a destination in-mind.

Out to tell a massive large-scale Story going to take me years to finish. These stories written from an In-character perspective of Captain’s Crewmate named “Casta.” Putting this Tale into every medium.

I’m going until I am dead or homeless; I feasibly can’t anymore. My dedication to my craft isn’t ordinary.

I take random hiatuses often when stressed. There no interest on being around unless I can be positive. Or provide something unique.

My age is physically and mentally between 28-76+

I speak my mind and will never pander. This blog is forever mature as this site lets me go but I’ll always try to -tag- to be respectfully considerate.

I love the XIV Community since there’s countless talented individuals whose inspiration has constantly let me overcome my limits. There’s nothing, I cannot do or achieve. [General Tags] - CKS Aesthetics - Asks Answered - OC Memes [Tags of Others] ~ Gems of Hydaelyn Treasure Tuesday & Treasure Thursday Otherworldly Writers & Hearts on Canvases

Captain Kuro Solaire                                 Of the Goldbrand

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 [Ahoy! Meet The Wild Pirates] 

(Official Crew Golden Jolly Roger by @under-the-blood-moonlight​)

We are Tales: - Crew Collective Screenshots & concepts in one-tag. 😎 Wild Crew: Profiles: - In-depth Crew Profile Sheets. Wild Crew: Gif-Sets​: - [1] - (~) Once get full crew-cast, will redo portraits. Aiming for a consistent 20 Members and MAX 25. So I may do outlandish, Seasonal Sets, Factions, etc as future projects. (~) Any Crewmates with a 🏴‍☠️  flag have been introduced thus far in Chapters. While other’s with X’s have-yet to appear in their Chapters or Arcs. Spoilers: If you visit their Carrds they contain a ton of info. Judas Caesar - First Crewmate - Carrd - 🏴‍☠️ Van Gah’d Sinbad - Second Mate  - Carrd - 🏴‍☠️ Ya'chi Aarushi - Third Mate - Carrd  - 🏴‍☠️ Ubylagynn Gark - Quartermaster - Carrd  - 🏴‍☠️ Slafhota Guhtgeim - Counselor  - Carrd  - 🏴‍☠️ Klethera “Sunkiller” Solaire - Enforcer - Carrd - 🏴‍☠️ Shelah Valiyzena - Sniper - Carrd  - 🏴‍☠️ Zieton Luiard XII - Historian - Carrd - 🏴‍☠️ Casta “Of the Heart” - Surgeon - Carrd - 🏴‍☠️ Nihlius Brood - Cerberus - Carrd - 🏴‍☠️ Layla Grey - Navigator (PC) @layla-grey​  - Carrd - 🏴‍☠️ Sol Nan ‘Ak’ami - Shipwright (PC) - Carrd  - 🏴‍☠️ Me-Me-Worthy - Gremlin - Carrd - 🏴‍☠️ Whyte Wabi - Messenger - Carrd - 🏴‍☠️ Sheik Sphere - Minstrel - Carrd - 🏴‍☠️ Sha Dragonheart - Silent Guardian (PC) @sha - Carrd - 🏴‍☠️ Asumi “E.d.e.n” Yatao - Master Gunner - Carrd - X Morene Ruma - Cook - Carrd - X MoXXi - Entertainer - Carrd - X Rahelif Forge - Metalsmith - Carrd - X Larry Butler  - Vassal  - Carrd - X Bea Nebula - Dockhand - Carrd  - X ??       - Idol - Carrd  - X Invicta Maximus  - Vacant for NPC/PC - Carrd  - X ??       - Vacant for NPC/PC - Carrd  - X

[Major Supporting Characters]

Perish & The Souls - Captain’s Fragmented Souls/Other Half Kogane no Kōgō - (Spirit) Captain’s Twin Sister Scimitar Madame of Yoru - (Spirit) Captain’s Twin Sister Scimitar Lord Shiro Elune - Sworn Fated (Rival & Ally) - (Alt.) /@lordshiroelune​ Saltsong - Kami of the Sea (Hat&MSQ) - (PC)/@the-littlest-kojin​ ?? - Vacant for (PC) ?? - Vacant for (PC) ?? - Vacant for (PC) ?? - Vacant for (PC) ?? - Vacant for (PC) Hoku Solaire - Father of Shadow Rokeia Solaire - Mother of Dawn (Deceased) Founding Captain Gark - Mentor & Surrogate Father (Deceased) “Albatross” - Mentor & Wanted ‘Terrorist’ Sky Criminal Poro “The Orcale” - Mentor (Teacher of Starsight) Sun’ra Zhawn - Crime Partner (PC)/@mischiefandmystics​ Ancestors of the Hunt - (9 Tails for 9 Tales) ~ LOCKED - Future Arc

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Prompt #5 ~ Spiritual Ruins

♫Forest Temple Remix♫

Ruin's of stupendous height, growing ivory vines, from an overabundance of travel echoed into the empty footsteps of a troublesome charter. Lantern at waist. Depending on who's asked, bravery is often another variant of fool. To many hunters acclaiming treasures, it's often considered associated with greed. Where does greed originate from? A desire to attain more than previously afforded. This dates far beyond stone time. Often reminded and scolded within our early adolescence to be forbidden of our dreaming ways, the activity of our imagination is typically silenced and shuttered. Forced to see wall's formed surrounding to prevent limits, because of other's influences often dictated. The scope of colors seen are isolated to a few selected, when there stands a brilliance palette to admire and utilize. The act of loneliness, when shunned from peers, sometimes our imagination gives form to life within us, only things we can see where we keep it. Never allowing it artistic form, or daringly showing it with proper fondness after giving it thought. Dreams that feel so real, nightmare's that frantically wake us up with sweats. Is any experience truly false? When we've felt it, an emotion captivates us. Trying to garner attention, it exists, but is ignored. Forgetting is deadly. Murdering lies upon us, even ideas and thoughts have much to bring if given living, but allowing things to sway us, makes little better excuse. Although it's not blood on palms, the essence of potential, what could have been, stains.

Ruin's are no different. Whilst death is felt. It too was lost all this time in absence put into obscurity, heartbroken and left for only mutual monstrosities to give birth or old traps yet unstrung, it covets only disdain. If there is a surface something, there is a depth behind it often, stories behind all things. Objects even too have purposes. Those who survive and are rewarded; are those who haven't allowed defiance to subside. A rebelling side that see's challenges. More than the visual of a surface. One who plunges to depths, to see if there is more. Determination that is unbreakable, even as all springing traps attempt to puncture fatally the doer of exploration. It's saying something but waiting for another conclusion. The soul's merit was judged, to rescue the place. Breaking through the confines of damaging history. Escaping selves from being less. A fear of being cursed, hurt again factors our paths to join least resistance. Sometimes, what deserves ignorance is that of uncertainty which is what really is the cause of damnation. Traversed of the old, made its way through an archway, a single book on a pedestal, marveled still somehow clean despite the crumbled pillars, desolation the Ruin's gave known too. Cautionary step's and acknowledgement of cherished gave appreciation of the built. Statue head's followed the adventurer who ascended up plights of stairs. He returned fear with a smile. When uneasiness and dread was felt, he serenaded it with a soft humming tune from between lip's rest. As he was confronted at a crossroads between skeletal remains of those who failed the trials. He came equipped and grapple-hooked over the pressure-plates that meant destruction for careless treading. Come prepared at all costs. To keep things intact is to balance on the ropes. As if a hospitality insect that gave no alteration. Or transmuting into a wind that shifted with all directions given. The book became seized by treacherous hands. As it searched to explore the content's past cover, his sight was greeted with only empty pages. Suddenly the pages vaporized and were dismantled into specks of dust, if finally succumbing to its ancient history, before the entire prize crumbled before the historian. A final testament. One could run and escape, or shout fussed by the journey being unmet with sanctification. Revealing necessarily what it sought, is done by action. Instead the thrill seeker drank the remaining water in his canteen, and began scooping up every single bit of the remnants of the dust and grain of sand ashes into the flask. Given what was more than necessary by undertaking this glorious sight and trip. The Ruin's were moved and began shaking with tremors. As if weeping... Instead, of panicking the adventurer again even before committing to the travel, accepted the braveness of death. The sea taught him, sometimes it's better to move with the current, instead of fighting against it. There was a lesson to be taught through all things. The floors of the room were lowered and broken down as his entire body collapsed into a heap of rubble, but clung exquisitely to the containment of the Ruin's heart. Pushing through the minor rubble and dusting off his scrapes and wounds. He found below the descending laid more than initially charted in these cryptic Ruins. Place of non-found beauty followed with a stream connecting to rivers far down into the outdoors. Canopies of brief light illuminating a glade of natural growth and exquisite inner-life beyond the death it showed with surface alone. Pearl Roselle's and other assorted-like hibiscus were bedded into soil. In the middle of all these resonated a life in matching, encased in a body-sized gem, a woman sleeping soundly across this entire mysticism only plethora of birthed riddles remained. Which to solve it all, acceptance, was what the adventurer chose. Responding by remembering at this point was all anything required.