Yes, this is another mod. I removed the patches from her skirt. Also, I know that in this case her "overskirt" is an apron, but I liked it green better than white. Story continues in the comments. The Sylvanna #Witches of the #TwilightRealm belong to @LadyLeaf.
We all have our writing style and I love everyone's equally! They are all inspiring and enjoyable, and totally lighten my day! I've always loved your plots and writing, it just has the magic to keep people wanting to know more!
Thank you so much, Leaf!!! I know I'm not as good at romance as Viva-la-Luna, but I don't pretend to be. And if what I write pleases people, then I am overjoyed!!
Beautiful doll and intriguing story, Saralyn! I'm so eager to know what will happen next! But I'm sure his journey won't be easy, the emotion/passion that one die with is kinda a pillar to sustain his/her ghost in this world. But s/he will never found peace this way, sometimes one have to let go. I hope for the best for Jess (I kinda secretly wish she has ascended to Fae Plane). And Nephilians value their words, I'm sure they both will keep their ends of bargain.
In general, one doesn't haggle with any of the races of Nephilians. They don't change their fees, because they name exactly what they want at the outset. One either pays their price, or one refuses. Thus, Hawkeye accepted Ynarra's proposed trade. In fact, he felt that the terms were, if not a true bargain, then certainly more than fair. He hadn't, after all, expected three such powerful Witches to assist him without compensation of any kind; the Oakenling hadn't come to beg for charity.
"Great Mistress," he again termed Ynarra, "I can't promise that it will be easy for me; it won't be. Yet Jess has been gone from my life for the past decade, and I've come to peace with that. Still, I can't allow her ghost to remain prey for demons and the like. I owe her that, and more." "Well spoken," the eldest Witch said softly. "We will aid you. First, however, we must come to a mutually agreeable contract. Would you be willing to serve us for another ten years for your wife's sake?"
"That is wise," Ynarra approved. "Yet, if the symbolic trap still has power over her, you may need more than logic to reassure her ghost that she may return to Gaia. A ritual breakage of the bond may be necessary. One of us must travel with you in order to accomplish that feat. Is this acceptable to you?" "Yes, of course; I will be honored by the company," the man with the golden eyes responded. "And are you quite sure that you're ready to give her up and let your wife pass on before you?"
"And now?" Ynarra questioned the Oakenling, "What now would you do if you were finally to catch up to your wife's ghost?" Hawkeye smiled ruefully, but his reply was well thought out. "I believe that it is her mind that keeps itself imprisoned in this realm. I don't think she understands that she's no longer held by any traps, and that she is free to go on to the Great Tree. It is my fervent hope that Jess will trust me enough to allow me to convince her of this, and then seek out the light."
