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Diamonds are a girl's best friend, unless she's already made of something precious. This lucidian knows she's lovely, for who could resist such luminous perfection? - By Persayis

And light is pain. (The orbs are phantomspheres!) - By Ciaran

Lady Viravain, in the shadows, cloaked in the galaxies like spiders. A pale mist blows from the trees, the trees singing songs as she moves aside them. - By Sakr

Slowly stepping from the security of the dense forest, Elanorwen takes in the beauty that is Glomdoring.

Strange black lightening surges behind this aslaran druid as he prowls through the ancient forest he calls home. The power of nature thrums in his blood, quickened by a sense of urgency. A threat lies waiting beneath the deceiving calm, foul notes of nothingness punctuated by the quiet warble of some faraway bird. - By Persayis

Enid when she was still a faeling, dancing in reverie. - By Enid

His fey beauty is that borne of shadows, for it was nursed in Mother Night's lightless embrace. A kiss, pure masochistic bliss to those helplessly charmed by his enigmatic smile.  - By Persayis

- By Rivius

Dominators and wraiths boil out of the Wheel of the Goloths, ready to spread havoc across the Basin of Life - By Uldwar

My ever-bored, ever-lazy, Syryn n'Lochli, in the sunlit clearing that comprises her husband's manse. - By Syryn