The woods were once again full of the bustle of birds, squirrying to build their nests and gather food for the winter.
Kilbas heard the rustle of mammals doing the same, but they all dissappeared deeper as they felt him approach.
The Hunter was still in a foul mood and it was seething off of him like a dark aura.
Oh look, more Seere. x3
I gave her Taniths arms because I just can’t stand the renewed elbows. With Tanith they work a bit better because she’s strung more loosely and her fingers are thicker so I don’t have to be constantly afraid of breaking them when the arms snap all over the place by themselves.
I’ll only switch back if I need to so a shoot where Tanith’s arms need to pose naturally, lol.
The other two are a bit more dynamic, I promise: Continue reading “Gun style”
I photographed some Llyr for a change. And of course Tanith was there too. This time she didn’t manage to steal the show, at least. xD I also re-made her top a few days ago, because the old one was just so embarrassingly bad. Llyr also got a new sleeveless and a vest but they were so plain (and the vest ended up too tight because of a mistake I made with the pattern) that I had to combine his outfit with a lot of weird things. It’s such a strange mismatch of stuff now. xD
I got two Leeke packages today. Two, because I combined two orders, but at the same time they sent me an invoice for the new order, they shipped the previous one. So, I asked them ‘wtf?’ and they sent the other two wigs separately (without shipping cost to me) the next day. Thanks to the weekend they came on the same day, although the second one only hit Finland yesterday (and the first one came on Saturday). xD
We (Mizya & I)have decided to pull our Leeke wigs together and take a giant comparison of all the colours we have. I’ll be posting that later. It’ll include over 30 colours, including most of their basic colours and a lot of limited ones. :3
Tanith sporting her new wig, which luckily photographs darker than it is:
I had a bit of a break from dolls (and pretty much the internet, too). But yesterday I went out and took some Seere snapshots. Unfortunately it started raining and thundering in the middle of my shoot, so I had to return inside pretty quickly.
I got myself a Heliot head, but unfortunately it’s not staying. So, I took some simple photos of her before I put her for sale. :3
I’d like to take even more of her in the lighter wig, but it looks like she might sell before I get the chance to. xD
Llyr managed to catch the Huntress as she staggered backwards and her knees gave out.
“Tanith! Wait, I’ll heal you—”
Alright… we’re finally at the end of a chapter. Ending part one. I couldn’t have done this without help from mizya. She helped me drag everyone and my tools to the forest, helped me with the poses so that I didn’t have to worry about the dolls falling while I was shooting, and assisted with certain key shots and the super fabulous (right) battle. :D Thanks to her I managed to wrap this up (including the coming part2) in just about 2,5 hours. It cost us some finger freezing and a total toe freeze… twice. But I think it was worth it. Don’t know about anyone else, though. Comments would be greatly appreciated. :D
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This was finally the moment. But neither of them had expected it to come this way.
The Hunter was alone.
No army, not even another soldier anywhere. Llyr had scanned the area thoroughly with his eyes that penetrated everything, and had seen no demons in hiding.
They were back, with great anticipation in the air. The pair had trained and rested plenty, and now the fragment dimension created by Llyr had vanished.
Their only choices were to either run or stay and stand their ground against the Clan.
It was strange to be back. The air and the scents were different. As were the sounds.
This reality was much clearer, while the fragment had been musty and almost smothering with all the magic in the air. Here Tanith could breathe freely
Previous demon stories that haven’t been updated to the main site yet:
Pretty
Fractal World
And the new story:
The winter had been much of the same; quiet.
This day was more of the same. The forest was alive with sounds and yet it was dead quiet. No sound that didn’t belong existed.
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