Sylphiel Virellis
| Black Magic | Female | 21 years old | Mentions: Open
Sylphiel traveled along a narrow beaten path, her cane extended in front of her as she made her way to her new home. While Syl was not completely blind and didn’t need her cane most days, in new territories like Ravenwood, it was a must. Her cane tapped lightly on the ground as she navigated the final stretch, her heightened awareness guiding her steps.
Sylphiel's cane is a work of art, crafted from polished black wood with intricate floral carvings that wind their way along its length. Each detail, from delicate blossoms to twisting vines, was painstakingly etched into the smooth surface. At the handle, two gleaming obsidian crystals were embedded, their dark, reflective surfaces catching the light.
The rhythmic rustle of leaves and distant calls of forest creatures enveloped her, painting a vivid picture of her new surroundings. A ghost of a smile crossed her delicate features as she approached the quaint cottage structure. Her hands trembled lightly as she fumbled with the keys, anticipation and excitement palpable in the cool autumn breeze.
Sylphiel's cottage in Ravenwood was a haven nestled deep within the woods. Moss blanketed the stone foundation, softening its edges and seamlessly blending it into its natural surroundings that Syl had a hard time seeing where it ended. Vines and ivy crawled up the walls, their leaves rustling gently in the breeze, while wildflowers bloomed profusely around the perimeter, adding bursts of color to the greenery. The air was perfumed with the delicate scent of flowers. Mushroom fairy rings dotted the grassy expanse, their delicate caps peeking out amidst the wild herbage.
The roof, thickly covered in moss and patches of vibrant wildflowers, sloped gently to match the natural contours of the land. Small windows, adorned with whimsical sheer curtains, peeked out from behind climbing vines, allowing glimpses of the warm, inviting interior. Stained glass windows, crafted with intricate designs depicting mystical symbols and scenes from nature, adorned the cottage walls. The windows filtered sunlight into mesmerizing patterns of colored light, painting the inside with a magical glow.
As Sylphiel moved closer, ready to explore the inside, she heard a soft splash to her right and turned to see a tranquil pond glistening in the dappled sunlight. Surrounded by a ring of smooth stones and bordered with lush aquatic plants, the pond reflected the vibrant hues of the surrounding foliage. Water lilies floated serenely on its surface, their delicate petals opening to the sun. A soft gasp escaped her lips as tears welled in her eyes at the beauty before her.
Without hesitation, Sylphiel practically ripped out the cottage door. Inside, the cottage exuded a cozy and magical atmosphere. Wooden beams crisscrossed overhead, supporting a thatched roof adorned with hanging herbs and dried flowers. A stone fireplace, centered in the main living area, radiated warmth and comfort, its hearth adorned with entangled carvings depicting woodland scenes and mystical symbols.
Furniture crafted from sturdy, polished wood dotted the cottage, upholstered in rich fabrics dyed with natural varying green pigments. Her fingers brushed against the soft fabric of the plush forest green couch, where a cozy cream blanket lay draped over its arm. Soft woolen rugs covered the smooth wooden floors, providing warmth and insulation against the cool forest ground. Pictures and shelves were hung on the walls, some shelves were filled with jars of varying herbs.
Large stained glass windows framed picturesque views of the surrounding forest, allowing natural light to flood the interior and casting dancing patterns of colored light on the walls. Hanging suncatchers crafted from colored glass and crystals swayed gently, scattering prisms of rainbow light throughout the space. The air was infused with the earthy scents of herbs, incense, and wood smoke, enveloping the young witch in a cocoon of tranquility.
The kitchen, nestled in a corner of the main room, boasted a large wooden table surrounded by mismatched chairs carved with varying complex patterns. A cast iron stove stood against one wall, its chimney extending through the thatched roof. Copper pots and pans hung from hooks above the stove, gleaming in the firelight. Wooden shelves held an array of ceramic dishes, goblets, and jars filled with preserved fruits and herbs. A small window above the sink offered views of the vibrant garden outside.
Beyond the living area, a wooden spiral staircase led to the upper floor where Sylphiel's bedroom awaited. The bedroom was a serene sanctuary, with a cozy bed adorned with soft blankets and pillows in shades of green and blue. A bedside table, crafted from gnarled wood, held a flickering candle and a few books. A woven rug covered the polished black wooden floor. There were more stained glass windows in her room, along with suncatchers. Small rainbows and colorful patterns danced in her room. The room was covered in thriving plants and flowers.
At the far end of the bedroom, a cozy window seat nestled beside a large window offered a peaceful spot for her. The seat, cushioned in deep sapphire blue velvet, curved gently beneath the window's expansive view. The seat was covered with pillows and comfy blankets. A small side table made of polished oak stood nearby, holding a stack of leather-bound books and a delicate porcelain teacup with floral patterns. Various large black wardrobes lined against the wall, ready to be filled.
Across the hall was the bathroom. In Sylphiel's bathroom, the atmosphere is one of tranquility and natural beauty. Labradorite countertops gleam with iridescent hues, reflecting subtle shades of blue, green, and gold as light dances across their polished surface. The countertops are adorned with delicate jars of herbal potions and bath salts.
A large window beside the bathtub offers expansive views of the surrounding forest, allowing natural light to flood the room during the day. Hanging vines cascade down from woven baskets, their leaves brushing against the walls and creating a natural curtain of greenery. The bathtub itself is a deep, claw-footed sanctuary, its porcelain surface a soothing shade of deep aquamarine. Brass fixtures with floral patterns adorn the tub, blending vintage elegance with modern comfort.
As Sylphiel left the bathroom and slowly descended the spiral staircase, she retraced her steps outside. The sounds of nature welcomed her as the sun kissed her face, and the wind gently brushed back her white, wavy hair. Approaching the pond, Sylphiel dropped to her knees before lying down on her back, soaking in the sounds and scents that filled the air of her new home.