Thanks I am already in the group.

This is that box I was telling you about last night. You should have a look and see if you like anything! They're having a special one year event, so even if you don't want to buy a box you should still join the group.

box b, please! :)

No haven't heard about it. For sure gonna check it out!!! thank you :)

please can I get a slot for Ethereal Box box B. 8D

Check this out. Cool group, cool boxes of items each month. Read first post. This month is anniversary. Doing some awesome stuff.

@ Khaiya B Trade Lot @ skye_raven D Trade Lot @ Muerte B Trade Lot @ GreenRowan D Trade Lot @ Bakura B Trade Lot @ Saint B Trade Lot @ FLUX C Trade Lot @ Trifle B/D Trade Lot @ Sierra C Trade Lot @ Masquerade C/D Trade Lot

C Trade Lot please pick a color for the fawn locks! n_n D Trade Lot B Trade Lot B Trade Lot B Trade Lot B Trade Lot

oh sorry! Diaphanous Fawn Locks please?

Thank you to everyone that invited your friends to join our fun, keep spreading the word! ^____^ Our randomly chosen winner for Day 1 is the lucky , congrats! You can pick up your prize here: Lot !

Now it's time for our day 2 activity, a strongly requested creative endeavor - a writing challenge! To make it more manageable, you will still only have 24 hours to enter, but you're only asked to write a paragraph or two. I can't wait to read your entries!

Based off the item:

Melt

As winter came to a close, so did the treacherous winds and chill it brought with it. Life slowly began to grow again, it's beauty a welcoming sign to everyone that spring was just around the corner. From an old tree, finally thawed and free from the cold's grasp, a figure slowly made it's way out of it's moist bark. It seemed to phase through it, like a ghost. From a random spectators point of view, she may be just some lost homeless woman, hair in floral knots and naked as the day she was born. But the plants and animals knew, and they crowded around her, stunned by her beauty.

Each step she took, a patch of newly grown grass and flora soon would sprout, a flick of her wrist and seeds would burrow themselves into the soil, ready to grow into new gorgeous creations. All of the animals bowed to her, then watching her every move as she ran through the fields and all traces of the bitter cold and snow disappeared. It was only every once a year a spectacle like this happened, and for some creatures today is the only time they have, before being taken back by the earth. Slowly, she came back, giving a nod of acknowledgement to everyone watching, before changing form to a fox, ready to explore the new world she created.

While looking through an old photo album at my grandmother's house, I stumbled onto a photograph labeled "Mythical Infused Photograph". This was one of the most beautiful photos in the whole book! The photo came with this description: This photograph was taken in a far, far land filled with fairies. This land is where all the fairies moved to after fairies were being hunted down. In this photo in particular is where the fairies would come to dance, swim, and fly around happily now that they are living in a world of peace and kindness.

Entry Day 2

The "Flowering Fox Locks" are the hair of Gaia Sprites otherwise known as Spring Earth Fairies. In the springtime the Gaia Sprites come out and where ever a hair/petal from their heads falls flowers spring up. Later in the season they go around making sure that as many flowers as possible are pollinated. They are also the caretakers of bees and other pollinators and when pollen is in short supply they let the pollinators drink from the blossoms in their hair.

thank you for the prize, and organizing this event every time, hugs.

Can I get box B? I feel like I'll really regret not getting that ritual marking.

Event Day 2

Based on:

It used to be, in days long past that photographs touched by the wondered hands of magic were infused with the ability to change from the simplest of blacks and whites to blues and greens and just the dash of purples.

Some brave souls have attempted to bring these photographs back into existence. But the art of how to do is long since lost to history, old manuscripts tell only vaguely of the arcane rituals and the darkest of magics, though they also speak wonderingly of other photos also lost to time that held not just landscapes but also people.

[item2=Song of the Archer]

This arch belonged to an elf prince who could sing and transform the sky into night, he build it himself from a fallen star he found one night as he sing to the sky. The Moon called to him and said that star would grant him the most incredible weapon and he should forge it with his own hands. With the star he forge the arch, which was his favorite weapon, and with every arrow sent with this arch a new song could be heard. Every song would make new wonders to the earth, sometimes brought flowers, other rivers or lakes. Astonished with such gift the archer continued to sing every night as he continues to send arrows to build the most wonderful forest, the most wonderful trees, and with each passing day the earth turn into a realm of beauty and peace. Once the elf felt satisfied with all he have created with the help of the enchanted arch, he told the Moon there was no new songs to be heard.

But the Moon told the elf there was never an end to the music this arch will forever give. "Where can I go to create more songs then?" The archer asked the sacred Moon to what she replied. "To the sky you shall move" With that the elf left Earth to create songs in the sky that created more stars, planets, and all the vasts mysteries lost in space.

I hope it's okay that I use my pet Blooms' lore for this, because this item reminds me so much of her!

Beautiful flowers sprout and bloom around her. When she gets too far away from them, however, they wither just as quickly as they grew. For this reason, she prefers not to move far. She spends her days in isolation, with only her beloved garden for company. She rarely gets visitors, but when she does, she gets a rare opportunity to plant the seed of a flower that will never die. The origin of every flower in the world can be traced back to such gifts; a single blossom can create entire fields around it. The fox in the garden is the stuff of legends now, as the knowledge of her location has been lost through the ages, but there still exist those who seek her out to receive their own floral gift.

(I'm terrible at getting the idea across, but I hope I've done your beautiful fox CI justice!)

Oh wow, this is neat I'm going to use