Elacora

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For the World is Hollow... by Elacora, literature

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For the World is Hollow...

For The World is Hollow, and I Have Touched the Sky 6.4.09 Sometimes he feels he was born for another world, or maybe, that he was born in another world, and has been pulled along the timeline, forced to relive the same life over and over again, through all the generations. His true home has been the stars, and within each life on this planet, he has devoted his life to them, to their workings, and he had waits to be among them again. It’s cruel that he should be deprived of them so-forced to look upon them each night and know that they were beyond his grasp, and that he would not be among them in his lifetime. He has

Feeling Good by Elacora, literature

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Feeling Good

Feeling Good 5.13.09 She shambles toward the coffee pot, her instinct each morning to pour its liquid goodness into her to awaken the senses. She stirs in milk, and sugar, into the dark depths, making it palatable, the motion a harmonic motion possessed of its own grace. She lets the dogs out, grateful to be freed after a nights worth of being cooped up inside. They race and nip, and snuffle grass, and lick dew from the outsides of the planter boxes. She waters the flowers, shade the fragile chard from the harsh light of the afternoon, and picks tomatoes where they hang heavy on the vine, popping a few in her mouth as

Pillage by Elacora, literature

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Pillage

06/06/2004 I am Saris, the pirate. You’ve probably heard of me, I’m quite famous. Hell, at the rate I’ve been operating at lately, I’ve probably pillaged someone you’re related too. I’ve been getting around a lot lately. Yeah, I’m that good. And if you’ve heard about me, you’ve probably heard about that miserable group of miscreants I seem to be shackled too. Yeah. Them. The perpetual pains in my ass that, (for reasons unknown even to myself,) I haven’t yet made walk the plank, or left stranded on some obscure island. Like that would stop them. My sister of course is the worst

Crabby by Elacora, literature

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Crabby

“Why do you think they call this place The Crabby Wench?” Nevus hiccupped. “I mean, the patron seems nice enough, and all the serving ladies are so friendly-“ Ellis heaved with silent laughter, and Saris and Garratt soon joined her, cackling and crowing. Even Deadman chuckled. Nevus frowned. “I don’t understand why it’s so funny-“ “I could show you Nevus.” Garratt winked as a barmaid refilled his cup. Saris gagged, and Deadman pounded her back. IS THERE SOMETHING YOU’D LIKE TO SHARE WITH US GARRATT? Ellis inquired sweetly. He winked back at her. “Wouldn’t you like to know,&

Salt Myths Vol. 1 by Elacora, literature

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Salt Myths Vol. 1

Salt Myths Vol. 1 Creation “They say it started with the sister. Ellis was the blackest witch that ever lived, a hag older than the tides themselves, who made herself a siren, the way she was in her youth. They say she molded sand to make it flesh, strung strands of seaweed from its head to give it hair, and she breathed seawater into its veins. It walked and it breathed, and the sun shone down upon it, and the wind lifted its hair. “And she named it Saris.” “That’s not how it happened you old salt dog. And it weren’t Ellis’ doing neither. It was that old sea dog Frisian it was. He was lonely like, he wan

The Skillet Incident by Elacora, literature

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The Skillet Incident

The Skillet Incident Everyone was ignoring him. They all knew how their comm. stones worked, and how long Nevus' explanation of them could take. It amazed Saris. All you had to do was have the damn stone somewhere on your person, in a pocket, around your neck, hell you could stick it to the bottom of your boot so long as it was securely fastened to something attached. And yet Nevus always made it sound so complicated. Saris never could fathom why. You had the stone, you heard Ellis' voice in your head. You lost the stone, or conveniently misplaced it, and Ellis has to write, or sign in order to communicate, which made her much easier to ig

Sprout by Elacora, literature

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Sprout

Sprout For Earth Day 2009 It was exquisite, an example of perfection here on earth, in his hands, tangible. It was a triumph of science, and on this ship, any triumph of science was a miracle. It gave him hope, something he was in short supply of in his new life. He didn't hear the door open, didn't hear footsteps behind him. His world had narrowed unto a tiny scope, and outside of that nothing existed. Behind him Ellis smiled. Nevus always did get wrapped up in his work, and clearly he hadn't Saris come looking for him earlier, and Saris was much louder than Ellis was. Nevus was enraptured. The tiny perfect green leaf, on the tiny perfe

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Internal

Internal For Valentine’s Day 2009 Though she’d never admit it to another soul living, Saris thought Deadman was dead sexy. No pun intended. He was everything she found appealing in a man, and he was silent. When they argued, there was no heated voices carrying through the ship. He simply glared, and she glared, and more often then not Deadman won, because he spent a lot of time practicing. Secretly, she thought it was one of the most appealing things about him, and there was a great deal that appealed. She caught his eye across the table, and desperately not to smile. She nodded instead. Gods only knew what Ellis would do if she

Ripe for a Coup by Elacora, literature

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Ripe for a Coup

Ripe for a Coup President’s Day 2009 Ellis had been born into this world the child of a sea merchant and a consort. Well, a merchant’s wife turned consort. Her father had died sometime in her early childhood, and Schallsea quickly realized that three mouths to feed and no husband to keep them fed, was something she would have to use her wits to solve. Now, Schallsea was a beautiful woman, with wits enough to understand that as long as she kept her mouth shut, her face pretty, and her charm handy, that she and her daughters would not starve, that they could keep their cute dockside house, and she wouldn’t have to spread her

Swabbie by Elacora, literature

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Swabbie

Once, in a land far from this one, there lived a small girl, who loved the ocean. She spent every waking moment by the docks, in the shipyards, much to her mother’s displeasure. But her mother’s fears were salved each night, as her daughter would appear in the doorway, shepherded by a sailor. Though generally dirty, she would be whole and unharmed, with a smile that spread from ear to ear. But the mother feared still for the day her daughter would grow up, and would not be a child anymore. She would board a ship, and sail away, and be lost forever to her mother. She feared that day more than any other day in all of her life. But h

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Aug 25
United States
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Oh bugger, now I'm supposed to talk about myself.

First and foremost, not really an artist. Writer, yes, photographer, sometimes (thought not a particularly gifted one), and I think in the entire span of my life I have produced exactly one drawing that didn't look like a stick person of dubious origin. Maybe I'll scan it in...

I have a collaborator,

, and really, she's the talent of the two of us. I write some vaguely witty dialogue, and she brings it to life, and hopefully someday, someone will pay us to do just that. Until then though, its under wraps ;)

I do make jewelry, crochet blankets and cross stitch, and hopefully I can get some of that up and running here as well.

I wish I was more interesting, but I'm not, so be thankful, I'm long winded as it is.

Current Residence: BFN. Redefiniton occurs with each day that passes.
Favourite photographer: Ryan O'Donnell
Favourite style of art: Art Nouveau, Graphic, whatever Sara's doing
Operating System: XP
MP3 player of choice: Ikus, the iPod of my heart.
Favourite cartoon character: Gir
Personal Quote: Mate me with an angel, and you still do not make me a saint my comrades. ~Zelazny

Favourite Visual Artist

WyrHwl *coughshamelessplugcough*

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Flogging Molly, Maroon 5,Loreena McKennit, and I really like musicals.

Favourite Writers

Could I sooner pick a favorite star in all the heavens.

Favourite Games

GuildWars

Favourite Gaming Platform

Tools of the Trade

Word Perfect, Sketchbooks/notebooks, fountain/calligraphy pens, anything not ballpoint.

Other Interests

Sleeping, eating, swimming, readingand on occasion, I write.

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Elacora

Feb 1, 2011

Oh, hello world...

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...it's me, Erin. I like to forget that I'm supposed to post things, and when I post them, apparently I like to forget that I should proof read them first. Fail Whale over here please.

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Elacora

Jun 14, 2009

Random Victims Pt 1

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So here it comes folks, a first for me here on dA--something not of the SALT universe. First, a little day in the life ficlet for and about a good friend of mine, and second, for all you Ronin Warriors fans out there (I know we may have disappeared into the woodwork), a couple little bits that mark my foray into fanfic here on dA. I've been writing fanfic for about 10 years now, in various fandoms, but have never posted it anywhere. Until now. I do always like feedback, I don't have a beta for my work, so any errors you find and point out will be appreciated, so long as you're nice about it. Be gentle with me, it's my first time ;)

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Elacora

May 5, 2009

Salt

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So by now you've probably notice that ~WyrHwl (https://www.deviantart.com/wyrhwl) and :iconElacora: are the gods of our own little world, which goes under the working title Salt. If you haven't noticed, you should definitely check out her gallery, specifically  http://wyrhwl.deviantart.com/gallery/#SALT which is the home of all things Salty. You will have to turn your adult filter off (why would you have it on to begin with?)but its well worth it. And be sure to check out the new cover, which is my newest, most favorite piece of art she's ever done (and believe me, I have a lot of her art that I am in deep deep love with. Ladies and Gentlemen, Salt. http://wyrhwl.deviant