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We rushed through the trees like October breezes, silent or cackling as the mood took us. What joy, what wonder, to tumble like leaves in our little forest, to dance like lunatics and sing like larks. Under the starlight, we spun, drunk on last year's wine and next year's promise. We knew our time was short, that our end was near after all these endless aeons and rolling seasons, so we danced in the hope that our footprints would echo through the earth for ages to come. A careless twig snapped, and we scattered away from the sight of the lonely mortal, the first of many whose names would spell our demise. We didn't have long, perhaps a few centuries at best, but by the Seasons, we would lead a merry chase!

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It's odd, I'm not often drawn to Elves as a race. They're lovely, marvelous, but often cold, their flame burns low for all that it burns long. At least in the things I read. I'm more drawn to dwarves and other mortal races, who pack their short span with passion and movement. Somehow, though, this bracelet just seems to scream both 'masculine' and 'elven' to me. (Even though it's made of steel, and fae folk are said to dislike iron.) Not Elves in the Tolkien sense, I think, but the faeries of legend and lore that have faded as humanity gains in strength. It seems sort of tragic to me that as we gain science, we lose sight of what makes this world magical. There's a Pearl Jam song that puts it quite well- [link] "I'm Open".

The stone is actually an iridescent, watery green, somehow making the piece seem warmer. I'm sort of enjoying the idea of 'reversed' cuffs, with the opening on the top of your arm rather than underneath.

This one is the prototype, and so is not for sale, but I'll be experimenting with this design and hopefully I'll have at least a few made for the craft show in March. I'm thinking that pendants are great, and I'll surely make plenty of those, but more emphasis on rings and bracelets night earn me a few extra sales. (Fingers crossed, anyway. )

->Razzi

Description
We rushed through the trees like October breezes, silent or cackling as the mood took us. What joy, what wonder, to tumble like leaves in our little forest, to dance like lunatics and sing like larks. Under the starlight, we spun, drunk on last year's wine and next year's promise. We knew our time was short, that our end was near after all these endless aeons and rolling seasons, so we danced in the hope that our footprints would echo through the earth for ages to come. A careless twig snapped, and we scattered away from the sight of the lonely mortal, the first of many whose names would spell our demise. We didn't have long, perhaps a few centuries at best, but by the Seasons, we would lead a merry chase!

-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-

It's odd, I'm not often drawn to Elves as a race. They're lovely, marvelous, but often cold, their flame burns low for all that it burns long. At least in the things I read. I'm more drawn to dwarves and other mortal races, who pack their short span with passion and movement. Somehow, though, this bracelet just seems to scream both 'masculine' and 'elven' to me. (Even though it's made of steel, and fae folk are said to dislike iron.) Not Elves in the Tolkien sense, I think, but the faeries of legend and lore that have faded as humanity gains in strength. It seems sort of tragic to me that as we gain science, we lose sight of what makes this world magical. There's a Pearl Jam song that puts it quite well- [link] "I'm Open".

The stone is actually an iridescent, watery green, somehow making the piece seem warmer. I'm sort of enjoying the idea of 'reversed' cuffs, with the opening on the top of your arm rather than underneath.

This one is the prototype, and so is not for sale, but I'll be experimenting with this design and hopefully I'll have at least a few made for the craft show in March. I'm thinking that pendants are great, and I'll surely make plenty of those, but more emphasis on rings and bracelets night earn me a few extra sales. (Fingers crossed, anyway. )

->Razzi