Majanthi wanderer prompts
1. Hotbed
This place was full of life yes, but it was also full of calm and tranquility and healing too. The waters carried thoughts of ill-will and pain from all around, and memories of the most terrible, festering kind of malevolence and anger.... but their slow journey down the length of the streams seemed to strip all of the negative away, and by the time they settled in with the pool, there was nothing but peace and calm and acceptance. All of which seeped into the plants and the animals the pool provided sustenance too, and soaked into the very heart of the land, creating that hotbed of deep, thrumming spiritual energy.
2. Connection
She was lost in her work, in the subtle movements and the rhythm and mental direction done unto the smoke- lost in it, and yet not all the way.... She was ever aware of the eyes on her as she worked, the awe and the rapture in animal and esk alike as they lingered at the edge of her dancefloor, fixed. They looked up, entranced by the lazy motion and the blending of color above their heads, their eyes narrowed against the glare of blue and gray while others among them settled for watching the cast of shadows sliding over the floor instead. Fewer found themselves more interested in the Wanderer's slow march rather than the trailing smoke, but those who did found their gazes glued to her and how incredibly light and graceful she seemed to be.... Almost as if her own body had adopted the same fluidity and elegance as her smoke.
3. Distance
She tried to be attentive and precise in the tending of the land, she tried to be patient and cool in the face of animals and esk alike. She tried to be as she always was, focused and serene and sure of herself and everything she did... But it did not work.
4. Lesson
Devotion, loyalty and selflessness were wonderful qualities to have- and ones she appreciated.... but to what end did devotion and blind loyalty turn from wonderful qualities, to flaws?
This place was full of life yes, but it was also full of calm and tranquility and healing too. The waters carried thoughts of ill-will and pain from all around, and memories of the most terrible, festering kind of malevolence and anger.... but their slow journey down the length of the streams seemed to strip all of the negative away, and by the time they settled in with the pool, there was nothing but peace and calm and acceptance. All of which seeped into the plants and the animals the pool provided sustenance too, and soaked into the very heart of the land, creating that hotbed of deep, thrumming spiritual energy.
2. Connection
She was lost in her work, in the subtle movements and the rhythm and mental direction done unto the smoke- lost in it, and yet not all the way.... She was ever aware of the eyes on her as she worked, the awe and the rapture in animal and esk alike as they lingered at the edge of her dancefloor, fixed. They looked up, entranced by the lazy motion and the blending of color above their heads, their eyes narrowed against the glare of blue and gray while others among them settled for watching the cast of shadows sliding over the floor instead. Fewer found themselves more interested in the Wanderer's slow march rather than the trailing smoke, but those who did found their gazes glued to her and how incredibly light and graceful she seemed to be.... Almost as if her own body had adopted the same fluidity and elegance as her smoke.
3. Distance
She tried to be attentive and precise in the tending of the land, she tried to be patient and cool in the face of animals and esk alike. She tried to be as she always was, focused and serene and sure of herself and everything she did... But it did not work.
4. Lesson
Devotion, loyalty and selflessness were wonderful qualities to have- and ones she appreciated.... but to what end did devotion and blind loyalty turn from wonderful qualities, to flaws?
-Mondayecho Series-
1. Sink
There are some cursed spaces in the Dunemother’s biome that are stubborn and resistant to any change or healing, but rare are the places like this where she has no choice but to hope time can wash away the hurt she cannot heal herself.
2. War
Majanthi is well known for her healing presence and the cleansing fire brought from her elemental. But while the Wanderer is known to many as gentle, healing, and very much a pacifist- she has had times where pacifism and tenderness would not do, and her smoke can do much more than heal.
3. Drowned
The Wanderers have been around for what seems eons, and in all that time the earth and it’s climates have shifted and altered- rendering forests cities, mountains nothing but rubble, oceans desert, and all manner of other changes. The borders between the Wanderer’s haunts have changed constantly, but with beings as timeless as they are- the borders can blur between one instant and the next, and an ocean may be there in a moment for one Wanderer, while a desert sits there for another.
4. Gardeners
Humanity has a way of mirroring the natural world so closely it can sometimes be hard to distinguish the authentic from the copy. The Wanderers have less trouble picking two and two apart however, as they are so closely tied with their Biome’s- but they can find the mimicry curious, and even enjoy it when they come across esk from another Biome who are not so different from them.
5. Again
Majanthi finds herself faced with a problem she cannot seem to fix, and instead of shedding the troubles like water on feathers- the ages old Wanderer falls into old, and perhaps neurotic habits, as she tries to muddle her way through the dark cloud weighing over her and the sense of failure that will not go away. So she keeps trying, again, and again, and again.
6. Recess
The deep places in the world are rarely associated with anything good, and this place seems to fall into that category…. Save the strange way in which water deep down on a long journey has a way of filtering taint and ill will from all that trickles down.
There are some cursed spaces in the Dunemother’s biome that are stubborn and resistant to any change or healing, but rare are the places like this where she has no choice but to hope time can wash away the hurt she cannot heal herself.
2. War
Majanthi is well known for her healing presence and the cleansing fire brought from her elemental. But while the Wanderer is known to many as gentle, healing, and very much a pacifist- she has had times where pacifism and tenderness would not do, and her smoke can do much more than heal.
3. Drowned
The Wanderers have been around for what seems eons, and in all that time the earth and it’s climates have shifted and altered- rendering forests cities, mountains nothing but rubble, oceans desert, and all manner of other changes. The borders between the Wanderer’s haunts have changed constantly, but with beings as timeless as they are- the borders can blur between one instant and the next, and an ocean may be there in a moment for one Wanderer, while a desert sits there for another.
4. Gardeners
Humanity has a way of mirroring the natural world so closely it can sometimes be hard to distinguish the authentic from the copy. The Wanderers have less trouble picking two and two apart however, as they are so closely tied with their Biome’s- but they can find the mimicry curious, and even enjoy it when they come across esk from another Biome who are not so different from them.
5. Again
Majanthi finds herself faced with a problem she cannot seem to fix, and instead of shedding the troubles like water on feathers- the ages old Wanderer falls into old, and perhaps neurotic habits, as she tries to muddle her way through the dark cloud weighing over her and the sense of failure that will not go away. So she keeps trying, again, and again, and again.
6. Recess
The deep places in the world are rarely associated with anything good, and this place seems to fall into that category…. Save the strange way in which water deep down on a long journey has a way of filtering taint and ill will from all that trickles down.