⚜ A Fairytale Welcome
Posted a month ago
On my work account pandsky I mentioned in a journal of reorganizing how
I use my accounts... So now I'll be posting things related to Miorjah and my
other characters here! This means a mix of revamping the profile page that
I haven't touched since.... Oh goodness, 2020? The lore is very outdated - to
uploading new artwork and reference and other etcetera to this account. I'm
going to try and not overwhelm anything, focusing on artwork I have created
on my lonesome before I begin uploading commissioned artwork. I don't
plan on removing anything previously uploaded, but I might update their
descriptions, along with utilizing a more aesthetic look compared to my
astute main account with a focus on readability for something that is visually
pleasing for me to look at, meant for larger monitors.
⚜ In the shadow of the forest...
Posted 4 years ago“So the moors sing of a princess pale as moonlight."
Posted 5 years ago
..................................................... 𝕸𝖎𝖔𝖗𝖏𝖆𝖍 is the last of the Licorne line, a mythical, elusive maiden resembling
─⊱🙡 ⋅ 𝒯𝒽𝑒 ℒ𝒶𝓈𝓉'𝓈 ℒ𝒶𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉 ⋅ 🙣⊰─ ...... the mix of a graceful mare and delicate doe but with a spiraling, sparkling ..
..⚜ The Last Unicorn ........................… opaline horn twisting from her brow. She was the first child born to the lost
.⚜ Ghost of a Rose.............................. Licorne line in centuries, blessed with the pure moon-white coat of most ..
.. ⚜ Daughter of the Moon .................. blessed legend and that same crescent moon marked upon her stomach, all ..
… ⚜ Once Upon a Dream ................... proof of her royal bloodline and grand destiny. Delicate, demure and deliciously
⚜ Beauty and the Beast .................... submissive, she was the epitome of a Princess in all things, from selfless ..
⚜ The Voice................................. kindness, to ethereal beauty, to her exceptional intelligence. Many considered
⚜ The Last of Her Kind ..................… her an example of femininity in its purest form. While she seemed prideful ..
⚜ Once Upon a December ...............… of her intelligence and skills with pen and brush alike, most marveled in her
..... ⊱────────────⊰ ................... immortal beauty, as she was indeed blessed with long willowy limbs and yet
𝔄𝔰𝔰𝔬𝔠𝔦𝔞𝔱𝔢𝔡 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 ✧ ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀʜᴏᴏᴅ, ꜰᴇʀᴛɪʟɪᴛʏ, .. also with heavy hips and plush thick thighs that were matched well with a ……......
.......... ᴍᴀɢɪᴄ, ᴘᴜʀɪᴛʏ, ʀᴏʏᴀʟᴛʏ ................... soft feminine face that was complemented with large, drooping sparkling ….......
𝔖𝔞𝔠𝔯𝔢𝔡 𝔓𝔩𝔞𝔫𝔱𝔰 ✧ ʀᴏꜱᴇꜱ, ʟɪʟʏ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴠᴀʟʟᴇʏ, .. blue eyes. The young Princess was like none Licorne had seen in centuries, …......
ʙʟᴇᴇᴅɪɴɢ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛꜱ, ʟᴀᴠᴇɴᴅᴇʀ, ᴍᴏᴏɴꜰʟᴏᴡᴇʀꜱ .... with a pale, glittering coat and mane as if born from the moon itself. However, …..
𝔖𝔞𝔠𝔯𝔢𝔡 𝔰𝔱𝔬𝔫𝔢𝔰/𝔊𝔢𝔪𝔰 ✧ ᴍᴏᴏɴꜱᴛᴏɴᴇ, ᴏᴘᴀʟ, ………….….. what would normally be a grand christening for an heir-apparent ………........
……………....... ᴘᴇᴀʀʟ, ᴍᴏʀɢᴀɴɪᴛᴇ ................………………………….......... was instead a tragedy. ……………………………..……….....................
ℭ𝔬𝔩𝔬𝔯𝔰 ✧ ᴡʜɪᴛᴇ, ᴘɪɴᴋ, ʟɪʟᴀᴄ, ᴘᴜʀᴘʟᴇ, ɢᴏʟᴅ .....................................................................................................................
𝔖𝔠𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔰 ✧ ʀᴏꜱᴇ, ʟᴀᴠᴇɴᴅᴇʀ, ɪᴠʏ, ꜱᴘʀɪɴɢ ʀᴀɪɴ ....... You see... Destiny is not always kind, and Miorjah’s destiny was doomed from
𝔉𝔬𝔬𝔡𝔰 ✧ ꜰʀᴇꜱʜ ʜᴏɴᴇʏ, ꜱᴄᴏɴᴇꜱ, ᴘᴇᴀᴄʜᴇꜱ. ........ the moment of her most awaited birth. Upon the first touch of magic from the
......................................................................... ancient Licorne seers, only a beast of fire called out to the King and Queen,
…………………………………….........…………….…………………….. making a nefarious promise… |………………………….
The ivory Princess would be the Last of the Last, the Last Licorne, the Last Princess of Trianta, and the last of her ageless line and its legacy.
So, her parents chose to raise their only daughter in seclusion, none knowing of the most awaited birth. Miorjah would become a Ghost of a Rose
- the royal flower of Trianta. It was there in the highest tower of their ancient crystalline castle that Miorjah was raised in secret. She was not
Simply secluded, for her parents prayed that they could change her curse, and she would one day be the Princess they were all waiting for.
So she was taught all a princess and queen would need, of dance and song, of battles and religious rites, of the written word and the painted
landscape of lands she had never seen.
However, fate could not be swayed, and the red beast who called out upon her birth had come to collect his promised prize as the warm summer
faded into cool fall. It was that fateful night of the Licorne’s last breath of opulence the beast came, and the enchanted forest of her birth faded into
but cinders and splinters. It was that fateful day of her birth he claimed her, his only prize.
Still, Miorjah has yet to falter, after her people burned to ash and Trianta a kingdom of cinders, the lost Princess of Trianta would not be broken by
this beast. Alas, the young Princess is now trapped in a crumbling castle with the lapping sea waves, her only company. Yet she still stood tall,
dreaming of a life away from this lifeless place, of freedom. The untold resilience of her slaughtered bloodline was still beating in her veins alone.
It is in this crumbling castle by the sea the Princess languishes with no escape, quartered in with enchanted iron she cannot pass, and a molten
monster as her vigilant jailor…