Sand and Sea…Earth and Sky

[Sultry_Shade]

This is sort of an experiment for me here.

Welcome to the Ethereal Isle.
Bordered by sapphire waters, lapping diamond white beaches under an indigo sky, here is just a place to unwind. Simply put a spot in the shade to just enjoy a bit of play

 

[Sultry_Shade]

Amidst the vast sea of eternity she sits staring, long red hair falling like a cascade of burgundy over her shoulders. Her expression light, as she lets the ocean breezes play.

It is a fine day for a daydream

 

[Sultry_Shade]

Gulls a soft calling

waves lap the shore inches from her feet, sparkling light dances on the foam


pipers run the perimeter of water and sand tasting the offerings sacrificed upon the beach

 

[Guest]

Sitting on the shore, the cool waters running up her creamy white legs, cooling her from the daytime sun...she sits, listening to the plethora of nature sounds as they play out their orchestral tunes.

 

[Sultry_Shade]

and so dreams come true

In the golden haze of a late afternoon, the Lady of the Isle spots another sitting in solitude father up the beach.

Feeling in the mood for a little company she joins the lovely lady at the waters edge. At first they do not speak, only share the fading daylight in amiable silence.



Nice to see you o' lovely one.

 

[Sultry_Shade]

Following the jetty, sea foam sprays her heals. A kimono like a sweeping veil of midnight wraps round her sheltering her from the chill in the air.

She walks entranced, the sea wall her only companion. Pondering the reasons for her coming to this place she finds no answers and realizes it was probably in vain.

 

[Guest]

New to this strange land, she stands and follows the kimono clad beauty, wondering where she may be headed. Grateful for her company, despite the silence.

Catching her, she laces her fingers through the lovely one's fingers and silently they continue to walk.

 

[Sultry_Shade]

Wind and waves, they walk surrounded by the natural stillness. The kimono clad lady turns her jade idol eyes at the lovely beside her with a soft smile.

The sun rests a golden coin against the bottomless blue sky.

 

[Guest]

The intoxicating stare and smile of the Jade eyed beauty left the guest warm, in spite of the chill in the breeze.

Hello was all the guest could say, so entranced was she, that words did not seem to matter.

 

[Sultry_Shade]

Tilting her head to glance sidelong at the lovely Guest the Lady smiles her reply. The kind of expression that lights the eyes as well as graces the lips.

Within the new arrival's mind she hears a soft sultry voice say, "Welcome"

 

[yourcharms]

Please don't stop. This is beautiful.

 

[Sultry_Shade]

Please don't stop. This is beautiful.

Thank you for the compliments and encouragement. I'm glad your enjoying it

 

[Sultry_Shade]

There is no such thing as time here. There are no such thing as boundaries.

The Lady's lilting voice continues in the Guest's mind, a subtle stroking of her cortex.

The kimono clad vision makes a sweeping gesture encompassing all within sight, sand, sea and sky.

Here all you see is what you wish it to be. Reality is a dream.

 

[Guest]

Many thanks for your kind welcome the guest replies in her melodious voice.
Her eyes pan across the new land, it is utterly breath taking. from the mountainous peaks stretching to the stars, to the cool waters washing away the white sandy shores...the guest was in awe.

yet the most lovely sight to behold was that of her hostess.

 

[yourcharms]

The young man emerged from the lush growth fringing the beach, hand shading virescent eyes as the sunlight splashed over his sculptured form. His head tilted upwards, strong features carving space in the perfumed air, as he scanned the beach.

He paused; nostrils flared, pupils dilated. There were two figures on the sea wall, lithe silhouettes against a cobalt background.

Who were they? What purpose did they have here?

He considered them for a moment then, bronzed feet carving through the fine sand, moved towards them.

 

[Sultry_Shade]

The Ethereal Realm unfolds before their eyes, the majesty of mountains touching the sky a lovers caress. Fields of rich emerald grass waving as if in joy at those who walk past. The waters and shores visions of serenity, that has always been the way of this place, and the Lady of the Isle it’s keeper and benefactor.

She again smiles to her Guest, catching the scent and sound of another’s arrival on the gentle breeze. Her thoughts touch both the lovely at her side and reach to the young man making his way across the plain. “More comforts await us, let us draw together and make our way to the Inn, it awaits us only a short jaunt from here”

Still retaining the hand of the other fair maiden she gives it a reassuring squeeze and they walk to meet the newcomer, and head to the inland.

 

[yourcharms]

He halts in wonder as they approach. Two gossamer figures drifting hand in hand towards him, borne by the sweet wind gently tousling their hair, animating their filmy coverings.

His body tingles as he recognises her delicate features; gentle green eyes and a smile to harness souls.

My Lady , he stammers, falling to one knee, Forgive me, I thought you were....

The Lady stays him with a caress of the cheek, her soft touch dispelling his confusion as her Guest smiles gently down at him.

No , breathes The Lady, I am here.

He slowly rises and, suffused with joy, takes her hand. The Guest slips her warm hand into his other as they moved toward The Inn.

 

[Sultry_Shade]

They move as shadows of clouds may over the face of the sun. In stillness and camaraderie enraptured by the Ethereal Isle’s solitary beauty.

A sloping track leads them through walls of swaying green grass, edged by darker green forests. Bird song fills the air with sweet harmony.

The Inn awaits them a natural unassuming structure, designed for simple pleasures or grand designs.

 

[Guest]

Walking in silence, words unnecessary the Guest takes in the beauty of the Isle. Not only in sight, but the other senses find themselves bombarded as well. The touch of the sand beneath her feet, smooth and silky, the breeze blowing her whispy tresses; The sounds of the water crashing on the sand, the birds in the sky, the whisper of the breeze; The faint scent of crisp water and fresh foliage and flowers; The guest could only imagine the tastes awaiting her as everything was ever so perfect.

A smile painted her soft lips, gentle creases in the corners of her hazel eyes as she walked hand in hand with the lady of the Isle and the stranger.

 

[wynwood890]

seeing artists at work is such a great pleasure.

thank you for sharing these moments is time.

 

[wanderer2704]

He had been rowing for so many days since his yacht had sank in a violent storm, he had lost track of exactly how long he had been without food. He had luckily been able to salvage a barrel of fresh water from the sinking vessel but that too was nearly gone.

His lips were dry and blistered from lack of water but he dare not drink more than a drop or two every hour. He knew that unless he found land soon he would surely die.

As the sun was at its fullest he began to slip into a barely concious state in which he dreamt that he was being dragged to the shore of a beautiful island by two gorgeous ladies. He knew that this probably the last dream he would ever have but at least he would die with a smile on his face.

 

[yourcharms]

The welcome is, and will always be, eternal.

The Inn belongs in the verdant clearing as the wind belongs in the trees. Built in ages lost from the thick cradling forests, it is a haven from all possible cares.

There is no door giving pause to entry. Why should there be? All are welcome, and the elements never trouble the Ethereal Isle.

They release their intertwined fingers as they enter the clearing; The Lady, The Guest, The Young Man.

The Young Man pauses to allow the ladies to enter The Inn before him. The Lady crosses the timbered threshold, embracing the mellow glow within.

The Guest hesitates on the boundary, a shadow skidding across her face, as a cloud across the sun. She wavers and looks back at The Young Man.

He moves forward, bathing her in the warmth of his smile.

There is succour here, my lady

She smiles, a sudden shaft of sunlight and, together, they enter The Inn.

 

[Sultry_Shade]

seeing artists at work is such a great pleasure.

thank you for sharing these moments is time.

Such lovely praise, thank you. ~blushing~

 

[Sultry_Shade]

Her eyes storm cast scan the horizon over her shoulder as the Guest and lithe young man enter the Inn. She pauses at the massive entrance way, a stray breeze tugs at her russet tresses and whispers in the dainty curl of her ear.

She looks to her companions, nodding for them to continue on into the Inn, her mind touching them, letting them know all is at their disposal and she would be returning shortly. The Lady of the Isle turns back to the beach.

Another has washed ashore, a stranger in a small row boat, rough and fallen on the beach like a discarded toy. She calls to the sisters of the sea, sirens of mythos, to retrieve him from the hungry waves as they attempt to smother him with brine kisses.

Two voluptuous maidens of the indigo water rise, their green hair gleaming in the dying light of the day. They draw the man from the oceans lusty grip, and deposit him further up the shore, to await the Lady.

 

[wynwood890]

your very welcome.


my heart beats faster as i watch each scene of the play unfold