Niri's Attic

Niriate

Arctic Soul
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Yes, it's an attic. I know. But it's one of the places where I feel comfortable when I want to be alone. Plus it's great for keeping stuff hidden from prying eyes and a comfortable place to write stuff in private.

http://www.firstclassart.com/resources/_wsb_430x322_view1.jpg
My little attic greenhouse where I grow herbs and small vegetables for personal consumption. Feel free to snack if there's something ripe


http://cdn.homedit.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/05/corner-reading-attic.jpg
The comfy corner where I often read, write my thoughts or even sleep when I'm feeling particularly down.


Everyone is welcome to enter if you have something to share. But if you make a mess, I will track you down and bite you in the thighs.

Threads I participate in:
A Best Friend's Best Kept Secret with the Witchling

Random thoughts:
Post #6: Family, Friends & Wanderers
 
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Closes the door behind her as she lets out a sigh of happyness. Finally the interior of the attic is exactly as she wants it to be. A darker segment with several beanbags and meditation cushions for private relaxing.
The middle segment with her own little greenhouse, the miniature cucumbers and snack tomatoes currently still growing to a ripe stage. But also with an antique writing desk and matching chair.
The last segment is far more open and well-lit from the outside, supplying plenty of light to do writing, reading or other activities during the day.


Ahh, perfect.. *She smiles as she opens one of the windows to let the autumn breeze roll into the room.* I actually should send out some notifications and invites..

The wolf tattoo'd woman sits down at her desk, putting the new furniture through their paces
 
The shade on her window seat window rattles and on the sill is left a bonny potted lavender with a note attached.

Dear Niri

Welcome to the neighborhood. A cozy place you have here.

Hugs

Cait ~

Yet there's not a sight of the woman herself to be found. Merely the soft scent of ginger and spice.
 
Her attic. At first I totally forgot she had it. But I remembered and I stealthily made my way in. I love her window seat. I can't resist the urge to sit down a moment settling the packages I brought with me on the floor. Choosing for Niri wasn't difficult and yet it was. I don't know her well....yet. I hope to.

I settled on a series of paintings. For the moment, those would have to suffice.Each one is wrapped individually and a small note is taped to a corner.

For the first one:

Niri, though we don't know each other very well as yet. I come bearing gifts. I hope you will accept them as a token of my friendship.
When I think of you. This is the first thing that comes to my mind. Protective. Of Pack and cub. Vigilant.


http://www.romanceworks.com/01_Gallery%20Pics/01_Spirit%20Of%20The%20Wild/102_WhiteWolf_Pic.jpg

You are also playful.
This is attached to the second one.

http://i494.photobucket.com/albums/rr301/SasuRuki5139/AlaskanMalamute1.jpg

To me, you have this ethereal quality that makes me smile. I see this quality in the world around us. Glorious and radiant.

This note to the third

https://sphotos-a.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-prn1/c0.203.403.403/p403x403/536131_472962202725647_1934185976_n.jpg

There is a sense of stillness, of beauty, about you. Nature is a part of you as you are of it.

https://sphotos-b.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-prn1/c48.0.403.403/p403x403/68371_473437542678113_1272221926_n.jpg

You are the catcher, Niri... but more than that, you are its center.


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I know my gifts do not do justice. These pictures are but a poor offering to the Lady Niri. But for now, they are the portrayal from my eyes what I perceive.

I have stayed long enough. I make sure the pictures rest against the window seat and will not fall. it is time for me to take retake my leave and find my place with my Papa Bear for the rest of the evening. As simply as I entered, I departed. ~
 
Family, Friends & Wanderers

After finally recovering from the squealing spree that her pictures have sent me into, I shake my head amusedly as I gather up the framed pictures and set them aside for proper distribution around the attic at a later date.
Apart from the blazing red sunset that I decide to hang above one of the windows, so that I can see it easilly as I'm lounging on the corner couch


Random thoughts time:

Even a lone wolf is never truely alone, for he has the soul of the forests as companion.
Wether you believe in the naturalist vision of this saying or not, it does hold a particular truth in it. Atleast, in my humble opinion.

Everyone has someone they can rely, no matter if they are an honest Joe or a serial killer. It just changes the meaning of the saying.
People can claim that they are all alone in the world. I say you're not looking around enough. You may feel it, but nobody is ever truely alone, there is always someone who you can consider as a companion.

Look around yourself, look for that someone that has always supported you, no matter what happened. And if you don't see him/her, then look again.

Ofcourse, not everyone is as nature inclined as I am, so perhaps it's easier for me to find peace when not in the company of other people. But I feel everyone has a place like that, somewhere you can let loose and be yourself.
Look inside yourself and find that place, it can only benefit you if you find it.
 
A witch comes calling. Long cloak to hold back the chilly night air, a parcel wrapped under one arm and is left with a smile against the door.

Within the wrapping is a painting...


http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2010/356/4/b/4b44c7ac95bab91f9fee649ba2c5fec2-d35fghn.jpg

...and a note...


I came across this beautiful image and it made me think instantly of your lovely self.

And I thought that perhaps when times of darkness come creeping the brightness in this image, the light that shines inside you, will help keep the darkness at bay and remind you just how strong you are.
 
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