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Rising Star: Ivory Moon
Proseguiamo questo nuovo spazio gli Ivory Moon, la nostra band Rising Star della settimana!
Gli Ivory Moon nascono da un’idea di Fabrizio Zucchini e Mattia Cobianchi (primo chitarrista del gruppo), che decidono nell’estate 1999 di dare corpo alle loro idee musicali. Ivory Moon cercano di creare un sound proprio e riconoscibile dove le parti corali e classiche si fondono con le ritmiche aggressive e veloci. Tra fine 2000 e il 2001 gli Ivory Moon si esibiscono in diverse manifestazioni live, tra cui varie date a Roma e la rassegna di band metal Post Mortem all’Alpheus. Il genere proposto nel promo cd è un Epic-Symphonic Metal, con aperture ad altre correnti del metal.
i. the first time that the wraith senses you is when you step into the lake, shivering at the cold nipping at your skin. even meters deep in the rubble and the ruin, he can feel the familiar shape of your soul separated from him by rock and water and far too much time. he places a palm against the weathered stone, longing.
ii. when the veil that separates your world from his thins, the night bathed in red, he roams the streets searching for you. in life, the both of you were inseparable. in this undeath, there is a faint line tethering your souls together woven by the hands of fate and weathered by time. just before the dawn sun rises, he finds you sleeping in your bed. his mouth curls into a gentle smile, relieved. he trails a pale finger along your face before he departs.
iii. each visit, he grows stronger, more corporeal. perhaps his longing for you has only emboldened the horrible gifts that have been bestowed upon him. perhaps he has endured far too long without you in his arms. or perhaps he is hungry and he must feed.
iv. when he successfully lures you into his lair, pulling on the tether connecting you to him like a fisher with their line, he cannot help but hold you in awe. "finally," he breathes, voice sonorous as it reverberates throughout the ruined temple. "we are together again."
v. there is fear in your eyes, but fear is a fleeting thing - a temporary inconvenience in the face of so much time. love is eternal, enduring. do you understand, droplet? he would never hurt you, but he is so very hungry. his tentacles kiss your skin, their bruising suckers coaxing moans from your sweet mouth. oh, how he's missed the taste of you. he slips inside you. oh, how he's missed your warmth.
vi. to his surprise, you come for him next. "i know you're here," you say, skin dripping from the dive. your voice echoes throughout the rubble and while he can see you, the veil is too thick for him to manifest. "i know that it wasn't a dream." there is hunger in your eyes, an ache as fathomless as his. ah. so you've been thinking about him, then. the blood moon is soon. he cannot answer you now, but he will then.
vii. you do not struggle. at least, not against him. when you enter his domain, your eyes clear for a moment. "i know you," you say, beholding him. for a moment, he feels self conscious. he has changed so much since your souls last embraced. do you find him monstrous in his undeath, he wonders, with his many limbs and endless tendrils? do you find him horrible, with his teeth and tongue aching for you? will you shy away?
viii. you do not. instead, you wrap your arms around his cold neck and tangle your fingers in his pale hair. his many hands caress you gently while his lips lock with yours. he can taste your desire, your ache, your fear, your confusion and he eats them whole. the waves chew and all will make sense in time.
ix. the tentacle inside you thickens, making the walls echo with your whine as your pleasure crests. in life, he had only ever dreamed of touching you like this. in this undeath, he can listen to the siren song of your need for him forever. the wraith lifts your body high in the air, tentacles wet and writhing around you, so that he can bring his mouth between your thighs. his tongue is long and cold and it does not take much effort to make you shiver.
x. "i will take care of you, droplet." his voice is sweet, echoing like a long-lost song within the confines of your mind. when you kiss him, you taste the coolness of the lake's water lapping at your skin. "we will never part." the specter holds your hips in his large hands and sinks inside you. you gasp at the pressure, the stretch, but his other hands rub tenderly at your nipples and his mouth is so gentle against yours. you let the tide take you.
xi. "i have dreamed of this," he says. so have you, ever since the first night he took you. at first, you were frightened, terrified of your limbs moving on their own accord, but somehow, it all made sense when they brought you to him. somehow, deep down, you knew that you were where you meant to be. you rock against him, his mouth swallowing your moans as he fills you with the need you've been longing for your entire life.
xii. "who are you?" a pair of glowing blue eyes flick to yours. "i am who i have always been," he says, trailing his fingers along your skin. his touch is cool, like the waters of the lake, but not cold. you are both lying together on a bed of dried reeds and his many tentacles. you roll over to straddle his massive form. his gaze roams the expanse of your body and his eyes darken with a hadopelagic hunger. you brace your hand against his torso as you rub against his length. his tentacles wrap around you and his lips part in ecstasy, giving you your answer. "i am yours."
xiii. the night has ended far too soon. in his undeath, time is all he has ever had, but the next moon cannot come quickly enough. he sets you back in your bed and already he misses you. can you feel it, he wonders. can you feel his tendrils wrapping around the edges of your soul to claim you as his in the lifetimes to come? they taste the need within you. they taste the hearts that have softened yours. but alas, dear droplet, he has nothing but time. others may hold your affection, but there is no love as unrelenting, as inevitable, as the tide for its shore.
i got a scene with eden and. i have no idea if it's new or not but it brings emotions
a non-consensual encounter begins. you can't do anything except press/click next and it lasts around 3-4 turns.
god when i saw this i got so sad. it's all the same no matter if you try to struggle or not,, the ending remark of "why did he lie?" made me let out a sad noise. this is just,, wonderful writing. i am depressed.
Disclaimer: keep in mind that Omar Apollo’s birth time has not been confirmed! So the rising sign & degrees aren’t 100% accurate.
Sun in Taurus - his outer personality is expressed in a sensual way, Omar comes off as someone who is grounded and capable of taking care of himself.
Moon in Scorpio - his inner self is a bit more reserved, it may take some time to get to truly know Omar, this is due to the moon being in its fall in the sign of the scorpion.
Mercury in Taurus - his communication style is expressed in a sensual way, his voice is high-quality. Just listen to his music & you’ll know! He writes beautifully, here are some examples:
Venus in Gemini - Omar approaches his relationships in an adaptable manner, Gemini is a mutable sign so his romantic interests or personal taste may change often.
Mars in Virgo - Omar focuses his energy in a very precise manner, he puts a lot of passion into his writing (lyrics).
Jupiter in Aquarius - Omar’s lucky when he is going against the grain, he is blessed when it comes to his originality.
Here’s an example: in the song Evergreen (You Didn’t Deserve Me At All) Omar says:
You know you really made me hate myself
Had to stop before I break myself
Shoulda broke it off to date myself
You didn't deserve me at all, at all, at all
These lyrics are impactful because they are coming from the heart, Omar is displaying his genuine self.
North Node in Virgo - Omar strives to perfect his skills in this life time, he can utilize his spirituality & imagination that come from his South Node in Pisces.
A Yod in astrology is relatively rare, and can be seen as “fated.”
Yods symbolize patterns in families that have lasted for generations. Carriers of the “Finger of Fate” can also feel insecure, or have trouble expressing themselves. They may find themselves in unusual situations. People with Yods in their chart have a restlessness, a sense of their unique purpose and a calling to be their authentic selves at any expense.
i just realized something. my very first shiny pokemon ever wasn’t mine. it wasn’t even in a pokemon game. I was watching my sister play a Minecraft Pixelmon mod and she randomly ran into a shiny numel in a desert somewhere and that was my first shiny encounter literally ever. i thought it was a bug lol