WH1T3 L0TUS P4V1L10N

[pryatama aphrodite]

Hiya, all you cool cat's!

Welcome to my... What, three hundredth topic on here? Eh, it pays to write good!

So anyway! Who, among those who claimed an account on here, or have yet to form one, have a special someone, or free day to relax?

Many of you must be raising an eyebrow at your screen right now, inwardly asking wha? So allow me to clarify.

The White Lotus Pavilion.

A swirl of white and soft colors people of the norm would associate 'peace' with. Pink, light purple, sky blue, you name it, we have it. It's a lovely getaway.

Unlike topic's I have made so far, this one prohibits usage of weaponry, and harm. Call it... A singled out dimension meant to calm those who need it. Ah, yes. It's GORGEOUS!

A canopy, décor consisting of bows, ribbon, and tiny netting (white, of course) cover five trees purposely place in a perfect circle. Looking outward, and providing a breathtaking view of the calm waters on the Lotus Beach. Cream colored sand, and scented salt water.

A pavilion, obviously, claims quiet conversations and lovely admiration. For it is painted white, with a roof, and a concrete center housing four tables in a (meant to be circle) square.

ENJOY, MY LOVELY'S!!!

[pryatama aphrodite]

Khainley may have been young (from appearance), but release was never foreign to her.

She barrel rolled from the aether, or the 'dimension door', and stumbled downhill until the side of the pavilion made itself known by striking her left shoulder. Earning a wince, and groan. She was then pushing herself into a sitting position. Idly reminded of the time Anzio and her had fell from the roof, and he had dislocated his shoulder catching her.

She brushed dust and dirt from her pelt, face impassive as she stood. Then mounted the steps. and applied herself to a table. One to which caused her back to be to the fading sun. Twilight. Her favorite time of day, and night. Since it's the basic mixture of them both.

[Salidia]

Haya slowly opened her eyes as the kirn barreled through the aether. "Please try to not disrupt my sleep." She said with a sigh as she rolled over on her side.

[pryatama aphrodite]

She pursed her lips and opted for saying nothing on the account of pain taking control of what spills from her mouth. Instead, she just rolled onto the table and shut her eyes as the sun sank below the horizon slowly. Enough for her left side to savor warmth before she turned so her right side soaked up the last of the dying raise.

And then... it was night.

[Ethereal-Star]

Evadne loved coming here.

The energies of peace and calm were clearly evident in this pocket universe. Small and quaint, but beautiful. She sighed happily and settled more comfortably on the shore of the Lotus Beach, crystal white sand trailing betwixt her fingers like falling stardust. How appropriate, she thought to herself.

Smiling, she looked up to the twilit night, feeling a sense of immense tranquility wash over her being. Timeless, just like in her cosmic home. Plus those who had access to this small plane often came here to rest, relax and see the wondrous sights before them. Evadne welcomed their presence. In this kind of circumstance, they weren't that different from each other. It was a lovely thought to feel such a connection.

[pryatama aphrodite]

There was an exhale. Indeed, tranquility invaded to mind and souls of whoever stepped foot on Whote Lotus Pavilion. Nothing, no interuptions nor disruptions. Both one and tha same. Her hair was blown back by a single gust of pure oxygen. Marking pollution out of reach. No harming innovation here!

[Ethereal-Star]

The night passed by with the Flameling staring out at the heavens in quiet solitude. Soon, the yellow light of morning came around, and with it a glorious new day.

Evadne stood up from her position and looked around her. Peaceful colors, white being the most prevalent made up the spectrum of colors in this place. Soft blues, pastel greens, light pinks and pale yellows also showed here and there with white in between. A circle of trees stood as the main part of the pavilion, harboring some very unique fruit not found anywhere else that she knew of. Golden apples and green mystic oranges were two of these strange, exotic fruits. They were said to have magical properties of rejuvenation and insight, respectively.

Evadne plucked one of the apples from the tree and bit into it with a crunch. Technically, Flamelings did not need to eat or drink at all, but sometimes it was nice to experience the sensations of taste regardless, while in her current form. Instant rejuvenation flooded her being, and as a result she shone brighter than normal but not too blindingly for mortal eyes. She was, as the cliche goes, a ray of sunshine in that moment.

The others here paid her no heed or they simply did not know she was here, so absorbed they were in their own reflections and thoughts. She let them be and did not bother them, unless they wished to talk with her.

This place here, while small, was still magnificent giving it the illusion of there being more with the mountains in the far distance. Yet Evadne knew they were not part of this world.