I was talking with Drysi in the feast hall, or the makeshift infirmary, or whatever you want to call it. We were discussing some of the things that came up in Cherish’s radio show the other day, how awkward we both felt in the spotlight, and we also discussed how Drysi could better control her glamour. There was some short discussion of our upcoming shopping trip to London, and I promised Drysi I’d come up with a pair of jeans and some kind of t-shirt or hoodie for her to wear while we’re there. My only concern with putting Drysi in more modern clothing is that she’ll insist on wearing jeans all the time and I’ll be stuck going to other realms to keep her in denim before it all falls apart around her in the Wylds. Or maybe I can find an organic denim that our seamstresses could make into trousers here, without things like zipper closures and other modern accoutrements. Something to think about.
Anyway, Dyisi wandered in and started puttering about in the makeshift apothecary, messing about with this and that and muttering to herself. We continued our conversation around her; poor Dyisi is quite worn out from all the work she did surrounding the recent Goblin conflict. I just assumed she was working on more poultices to help our wounded.
But that’s not what she was doing! Eventually, she wandered over and asked me to sit down. I’ve learned not to ask what she wants when she’s being imperious like that. So I sat down, and she applied this goopy but wonderful-smelling poultice to my hair. I was initially grossed out by the goopiness, but then I could feel the magic start to work, and stuff started glowing. She told me to leave it on for an hour, then wash my hair and see what happened.
While we were waiting, we talked about small things. Dyisi’s magic is so powerful and so unlike my own. I could feel it working into my scalp. Eventually, I went into the kitchens and washed my hair with help from Clutie and Dina; we towel-dried it, and then I came back into the infirmary. Dyisi said, “OK, now try changing your hair colour.” And I tried, just a little bit.
And suddenly, suddenly it was easy. I could change my hair colour! Even my eyebrows! I was suddenly like a child fae again, playing with my hair! It’s so new and wonderful; I don’t think I shall ever tire of it.
How amazing to be a blonde again! And how liberating to be a redhead: I can’t wait to show that one to Nathaniel— I think this alone might revolutionise our love life!
When we were finished, I gave Dyisi back some of the energy she’d expended, even though it wasn’t the way she ordinarily acquires energy. I was and am so grateful. I even said, “Thank you.” I owe her a boon. I am in her debt. And I don’t mind being in her debt, because I love her and I’d give her anything. Anything.
Head: Catwa Jessica
Skin: Mes Petite Coutures, Gaëlle Catwa Head Applier in tone Milk. (Available at Sad November), Maitreya and SLink appliers available at the Mes Petite Coutures Main Store.
Dress: Roped Passions, Kelekona Dress (Available at Hidden Sanctuary’s Winter’s Night event, but only through this coming Saturday!)
Necklace: Maxi Gossamer, Clockwork Steampunk Heart
Shoes: Reign, Inferno Heels (available at The Secret Affair)
Arms & Legs: Things, Aigneis & Airell
Chest: Arise, Peter Pan Tattoo #1, “Never Grow Up” (Available at Enchantment)
Spiffy photos taken with the indispensible aid of my LumiPro. I never leave home without it!