Charodae Perfume (Una Tanta)

If the wind turns right, If you don't take fright, You can smell that Charodae perfume.

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Charodae Perfume (Una Tanta)

Postby Stefan on January 11th, 2014, 5:27 am

5th of Winter, 513 AV.


Stefan didn’t remember how he ended up on the deck of a casinor, and also didn’t quite remembered where his clothes went… his plain, regular clothes, where replaced by the clothes of some ship crewmember, like the one he has seen before in sailors of the ship where he was traveling. Leather boots, leather vest, and leather belts with some cloth pants.

The sea around the ship was an infinite mass of pale green water, and the sky was of a dark hue of blue; endless, yet calming. What was this reality? He barely remembered feeling like that before… lightheaded, calm, yet full of energy. Was it real life? Or it was just a fantasy? He wasn’t really sure.

The sea wind flew through his hair, almost like a whisper, that told him where to go. Like an instinct, he entered the main quarters of the small ship, walking with the careful steps of a Svefra sailor, going in sync with the rocking of the ship.

After walking inside, and closing the door, the smell of sea water was stronger than ever… and yet, it was not unpleasant. Breathing deep, filling his lungs with the salt-filled air, and also filling his body with energy and wellbeing, he walked again, slowly, letting his steps to be heard against the wooden floor.

He did not bumped with anything, as if he knew the exact way to go.

Crossing another doorway, Stefan finally reached the place he intended to go, even If he didn’t know it. It was a cabin, he could tell by the size. Moving forward, he encountered a soft, small bed. It was wet and covered in seaweed… yet, it was covered in that particular perfume, that clung onto Stefan’s skin and hair.

He was not alone in this place, after all. The smell of the sea will always give him the company he needed, at least in this one, wonderful night.
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Postby Una Tanta on January 11th, 2014, 7:11 am

OOCCan you make it the 5th of Winter please :) Thanks

She fell asleep that night exhausted, body feverish with his pressed against it. As her eyes shut the ocean opened before her and she slid into it forgetting the moments before. Slipping through the ocean, she wiggled like an eel through the water watching and feeling it skim over her body like Jack's fingers had only moments earlier. Here, he didn't exist. Those fingers were her husbands now. Cy's face blossomed in the moon and Una closed her eyes in joy.

Opening them to the swaying beneath her feet she watched the boat rock. The railings were made of coral and the hull a deep vermilion shell. As she roamed the boat she felt as a ghost. Of the world, and not of the world. She hovered over staircases and walked through doors. Searching...Searching for Cy. She roamed the boat and began to sing. Her voice was without sound and instead a sweet salty scent fell from her alabaster lips.

Her toes skimmed the sandy deck of the ship as she floated toward the mast moving through the air as if it were water. She spun in little flips and twirls as the sound slowly began. It started as a hum and rose quietly until the soft "ahh"'s filled the air, higher and louder it rose until it was a defining sound that reverberated against the water. Standing on the tip top crest of the mast she gazed down at the entirety of the boats surface. Watching and waiting she heard it again, the voice that never left her alone.

"Who are you? Who are you? Who are you?" It whispered in her ear, rising and falling with the wind that made the masts swell in time with her breath. "Who are you? Who are you? Who are you?" but all she saw was Cy.
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Postby Stefan on January 11th, 2014, 9:50 pm

Stefan lay in the bed that was bathed in soft, salty perfume. Was this the reason for many sailors to fall in love with the sea? He didn’t know, but if that was the reason, he understood it completely.

Finally, after what seemed like a joyful eternity, he heard something else besides his own breath, and the waves crashing against the haul. It was something like a song, like a plead… something like an “Ahh”. He could tell he was not the only one there, in the ship. As fast as his feet could carry him, accustomed to the swaying of the ship.

“Who are you?” He asked to the fragrant air, while he walked to the deck once more “Who are you? Who are you?”

Frantically, he searched for her in the deck. He knew it was female… her scent gave her away. It was an entrancing scent, like something you’ll never forget, even if you reincarnated.

Finally out, his eyes adjusted themselves to the light of the moon, and on top of he could distinguish a humanoid figure, slim, with some sort of headdress.
Strangely, he didn’t feel threatened by the other being. Actually, he wanted to get closer to it, but couldn’t do it. Bathed in the moonlight, like a sea goddess, he couldn’t help but watch her in awe.

“Who are you?” he managed to utter, speechless, breathing heavily her sweet perfume “Tell me… who are you?”
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Postby Una Tanta on January 12th, 2014, 7:03 pm

Una gazed down at the man beneath the sail Una glided down through the salty air. It was so laden it sparkled where the moon touched it and as she moved the salt glided over her stomach and legs and created a trail of sparkling wavering salt. She hovered just out of reach of the man gazing intently.

"...Liar..." She murmured as her lips peeled back exposing the sharp teeth within. "...one shouldn't pretend to be something they aren't..." She tuttered. She could feel the rage building up inside her stomach like a coiled put of eels. Cy had lied, he had pretended to be something for her, something he wasn't. Jack had made that all too clear.

Lunging at the man her hand reached back grabbing a shard of the moon. Her face an ugly mask of hate she stabbed at him with increasing ferocity. "I hate you! I hate you! I hate you!" She screamed, the acid tears tearing her flesh away as she cried. Her hate destroyed her, washing away her face. As her face melted away from the tears her rage dulled it's furious screams and she fell to her knees staring up at the tall man.

From each wound Syna glittered back at her, beckoning her away from Leth. She watched Cy's face shift until Laviku emerged from the glittering wounds. Laying her down, to rest against the sandy floor that heaved beneath the waves, the image of her god hovering over her face. As he exhaled the scent of salt, sea and shells washed over Una. The exhalation was his essence, and thus he vanished before her eyes.

Una gazed from the sand at the stranger with the brown hair before her eyes a mask of wonder and excruciating pain. "I am Laviku's creature, I am Cy, I am all but myself..." She answered his question a sob on the end of each word.


OOCOf course this isn't the actual Laviku, just dream Laviku, for clarifications sake
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Postby Stefan on January 13th, 2014, 7:08 am

Stefan watched as the woman descended. She was just as beautiful as when she was far away, if not even more. The moonlight washed her like water, making a trail behind her, like a boat sailing towards its destination.
He wanted to get closer to her, for she was the fountain of the perfume he smelt, the perfume that clung to his hair and skin, but he heard some words whispered by her, words that he couldn’t hear. So he kept his distance, as the woman continued speaking.

The Charoda in front of him began screaming, crying desperately and punching the deck of the ship, like she was stabbing someone. "I hate you! I hate you! I hate you!" he heard the words, as the woman punched the ground, injuring her hand, and crying.

It was when she calmed that Stefan got closer to her. He could hear her muffled crying, and the salt she breathed, as in despair.

Stefan simply couldn’t stand it. The vision of the pale-skinned woman broke her heart, so he got closer to her, and knelt before her, raising softly her head with his hand. “Please, don’t cry” he said, whipping her tears with his hand “You are ruining that pretty face...” then he touched her face as he cleaned away her tears... her skin was rubbery, and wet, and yet it was pleasant to touch it...

"I am Laviku's creature, I am Cy, I am all but myself..." she said. She finally answered his question.

“Hush, hush... you’re not by yourself.” He said, smiling softly at her.
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Postby Una Tanta on January 16th, 2014, 2:48 am

Una gazed through hazy eyes at the man above her. In her dreams she was usually painfully surrounded by those she knew. This man, this man was as foreign and unknown as Jack had been before tonight. “Hush, hush... you’re not by yourself.” His voice was soothing but Una didn't believe him, She was alone. So alone she didn't even have herself.

The world around them froze. The clouds stopped and the rocking of the boat stopped abruptly. Even their movements didn't cause a cascading tumble of sand to move over the sloped surface of the boat. "Who are YOU?" She asked frozen in the cacoon of sand. "Are you yourself?" Usually her dreams were struck with inaccurate detail but those one moved through her mind lazily, foaming at the edges and melting in areas like chocolate on the tongue.

OOCSorry about all these short posts, usually I write so much more but not much else to say here! XD
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Postby Stefan on January 16th, 2014, 11:23 pm

Stefan could note it. He could notice that the Charoda controlled this dream... and also could notice her suffering. This was her dream, a bitter dream where she couldn’t wake up, and that filled him with grief. He couldn’t simply stand the vision of the suffering of the Laviku’s creature.

“Who I am?” he replied to her “...I am the sea songbird, the lover in the dark... the one that gives consolation in times of need. And you, my dear, are not by yourself...” touching softly her face, he gave her a gentle kiss on the cheek. Slowly but surely, the water moved again, and the boat rocked gently in the waves of the sea of dreams.

“I will stay here if you want... I can’t see someone like you crying. I simply can’t stand it.” His hands were warm on her cold skin, and his breath smelled like a soft wine, and as he got closer to her, caressing her face, it brought back memories and feelings.
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Postby Una Tanta on January 29th, 2014, 6:24 am

Una gazed at the man before her in wonder. The rocking was so lovely and soon the moon began to play a soft lute song. Moving up and down slowly the feathered notes fluttered around the two's head, twittering. Una reached out running her rubbery fingers through Stefans hair her scent lingering on his body.

"How did you learn who you were?" Una quizzed her eyes as hard as her body was soft. She watched his mouth move, a blur in the dream. The feathers of the notes nestled along both of their bodies and Una smiled at their comforting chirps.

"Why would you-oh..." The wash of his pity was like stinging poultice on her thin skin. He drew closer to her and she felt the sand move up along her toes and fingers slowly moving up her body and encasing her the ever stiffening sand. "Please stay with me...please..." She murmured as she panicked. She couldn't move. She couldn't breath, as it moved over her chest.

The sand crept slowly over her thighs until only her head was left free. Each piece of rubble frayed at her delicate rubbery skin and trapped her scent within. Leaning forward as he did she touched her pale lips to his and the sand moved over her closed eyes permanently blinding her before sealing off her lips.

She screamed within the encasing and fought inside to free herself. Yet the panic was external, her mind had gone still with grief. Finally, the sand gave way as it turned into blankets and she fought them in a blind panic before sitting upright in her own bed, Jack still and asleep beside her despite her flailing.


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Postby Stefan on January 29th, 2014, 7:37 pm

Her fingers were wet in his hair, impregnating it with her lovely scent. He could hear the moon serenading them, and he knew that his lover could hear it too. The movement of the ship only helped to bring them together. His hands continued caressing her skin, now warm and wet.

"How did you learn who you were?” she asked, and Stefan smiled. Her voice was still lovely, like music to his ears, and his breath was fragrant. He did not wanted to abandon her, to leave the salty perfume... the perfume of a Charoda.

“I travelled... many adventures, many problems, but in the end, it is worth it. Life can, and will, be hard... but that’s when you realize how you really are...”

He spoke, but his smile ran away from his face. Something was wrong. He could feel sand on his feet, sand that was getting closer to her. The sand consumed her, and as she panicked, the only thing he could do is kiss her in her soft lips, before she was completely encased in a cocoon that separated them.

He stood there; mute, without knowing what to do. He just whispered “I’m sorry...” before waking up.

He woke up, falling in the deck on a ship. It was all a dream... and now her sweet, salty scent was replaced by the stinky smell of a ship. He stood up, stretched and came out to the deck. The air was freezing, but he needed something to clear his mind...

In the end, all he could remember was the scent, and a song that he heard some time ago.

You can still see the sight
On a winter's night
Of his wake in the light of the moon
If the wind turns right
If you don't take fright
You can smell that Charodae perfume
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