Images of Cruella~A Picture Gallery
The Elven Lady of the Rose...
It is always with her...at her waist, tucked into a woven golden belt...
"The Rose... Deep red, almost rivaling black, dew drops glistning on its petals lie like tiny jewels...
~long ago~
".....take this rose, and if you should ever need me, I will find you again..."
-three women have heard these words...in two years of RP. you , Allura, Seductra... the other two are gone..."
A precious gift...Given to Cruella from Nimbus.
Thank you Nim...it will be with me always...
Cruella the Warrior
Cruella the Elf
Taken from the thread, SOUND PRETEXTS 4 ~VV~...
A knight stepped forward, his silver armour inlaid with rubies, which glinted in the sun and seemed out of place in this place of wooden stakes and earthen walls.
"Lady Cruella?"
He asked the question, but knew the answer, for he had heard the tales of her...of her beauty, her grace, her smile that lit the hearts of those it touched, her signature red silk, which graced her beneath the unique armour she wore. He had heard the stories of the sword which lay resting within the elaborately carved ivory scabbard, the blood red rose which never left her waist, the faint, intoxicating perfume of roses which surrounded her, the hypnotic, all seeing emerald green eyes.
Taken from a thread from the LoF Tavern...
"Simdorn sat in lost in silence for a while..
The age was changing, or was already changed, it was hard to tell. But as yet, there was no clear winner to the battle of the gods, so the circle came full around again.
He got up and went behind the bar, retrieveing a dozen bottles of fine wine, the one Cruella seemed to enjoy the most. One of the bottles he put on the top shelf behind the bar, and wrote 'Cruella' on it. The rest he carefully put in his travel pack. Grabbing he cloak, he stopped by Killie's table as he headed out the door.
"I'll be back in a bit. We have plans to make, and Killie, you have family to take care of."
A short while later, Simdorn arrived at the gates of Cruella's castle. Avoiding the heathen sentries along the way was of little matter, but the guard at the gate would be more trouble then it was worth. Beside's it was not nessesary to actualy go into the castle.. with a word to the guard that the travel pack was to be opened in the presence of Cruella, he turned and started back to the Tavern. When the guard described the Leto Lord who delivered it, she would undoubtedly understand who brought it, and where she could find the 12th bottle."
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Without the slightest emotion, the Queen would watch the scene, her heart of ice unable to feel anything at all...Then, to her great surprise, she discovered that his behaviour touched her heart. She realised she was becoming quite fond of this hunter, much younger and more handsome than her other suitors....Seeing that the Queen was slow to give the order to get rid of her suitor, the goblins decided to take matters into their own hands...Then they hurled him into the abyss...there was nothing she could do to stop them. However, her icy heart melted, and the beautiful cruel fairy suddenly became a woman.A tear dropped from her eye, the first she had ever shed. And the Snow Queen's tear fell on to a stone where it turned into a little silvery star.
This was the first edelweiss ......
taken from, The Snow Queen by Hans Christian Andersen
Through the frosted panes of glass she watched.
Snow fell around her, the flakes dancing and whirling like the dancers in the room before her. Out here, the world was hushed with the magic of the crystalline snow glistening in the moonlight. Within, music and laughter rang like silvery tinkling bells.
Love whispered, beckoning. Longing yearned. Hurt lingered. Hope glowed.
Her eyes rested on the drow as he stood in the shadows watching the revellers. Her heart broke for him and she longed to reach out and touch him, to take away the emotions that stabbed through him, as he watched the dramas unfold around him.
This could not be.
With a slight movement of her hand, the snow whirled with a puff of wind, blowing through the suddenly open door. Magically, the snow now fell within the room, from the ceiling where the mistletoe hung. It sparkled, and drifted gently down, white, sparkling, dancing onto all below.
One snow crystal lit gently on the drow's cheek and lingered there, as a kiss, before melting away.
She hoped it would fill him with peace and contentment, happiness and yes, love. For all she wanted was him to be happy.
As quickly as it had begun, the snow disappeared, leaving the partiers wondering at the magic which their hostess had wrought to produce such a marvellous occasion.
Cruella ~VV~ The Hand of Barnabas Where I love, I love eternally...
Hovering silently in the frosty air, wearing only his normal garments, Marious watches as the people dance, drink, and reuinite with lost loves... The snow sparcles in the radical hair making it more incandescent than normal, he seems to be at home in the snow.. as if he was connected to it in some way. He looks on to his beautiful friend Cruella with ache in his heart.. My Cruella, He thinks to himself.{green] So intelegent, so kind.. You are so pure, and so loving.. it takes a fool to turn you aside.. and a stupid fool at that.
He then brings his attention to the Drow that watches the other people as if he was missing somthing, as if he wanted somthing they had but could not bring himself to admit it because of his old age perhaps.. or perhaps not. He wonders why the drow would come to such a place.. alone and in the cold of winter. He wonders how the drow can be such a damn fool.. umungst other things.
Marious then watches a man walk toward Cruella, it is a man known to Marious but not personally. Blending in with the white snow he moves closer to the two. The man askes Cruella to dance.. Mar knows how Cru feels right now and hopes that she can be strong enough to have a good time.. to enjoy the most wonderful time of the year.. with a friendly person.. Marious watches in hope that she will give her hand to him.. and that she has a nice time.. and for once in a long time.. enjoy herself.
Marious O'Doyle ~VV~ The Divine Knight
My fist is the Divine Breath.... The Forgotten
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...Often at midnight she flies through the streets of the town, and looks in at the windows, then the ice freezes on the panes into wonderful shapes, that look like flowers and castles.......A few flakes of snow were falling, and one of them, rather larger than the rest, alighted on the edge of one of the flower boxes. This snow-flake grew larger and larger, till at last it became the figure of a woman, dressed in garments of white gauze, which looked like millions of starry snow-flakes linked together....
...She was fair and beautiful, but made of ice, shining and glittering ice. Still she was alive and her eyes sparkled like bright stars, but there was neither peace nor rest in their glance...
taken from the Snow Queen, by Hans Christian Anderson
Outside, it still snows. Softly, gently, the large flakes fall, like stars from the sky. They settle on her, blending with the white feathers she wears, catching the moonlight, sparkling like a thousand tiny diamonds.
Visible through the elaborate mask, her eyes glisten as she closes them. Ice crystals upon her thick dark lashes, glitter.
Head down now, she steps back from the icy window. A shadow passes in front of it, blocking the light from within. Curiousity makes her look up and eyes catch hers. Her heart stops, for she had really not wanted to be seen.
The eyes smile.
Faintly, through the glass, she hears the words...
"Would you do me the honor of having this next dance with me?"
...to go within...to dance...her heart filled with longing...
She was tempted...but she could not enter the room.
...one dance...here, outside, in the magic of the snow, under the moonlight...
She touched the frosty pane with a fingertip, tracing out her answer...
S E Y
The door opened and she was framed in the darkness of the night, which glowed with the silvery, snowy glow. Her snow kissed feathers trembled as she stretched out a hand and beckoned for him to come outside.
Cruella ~VV~ The Hand of Barnabas
Where I love, I love eternally...
~THE LADY IN RED~
(C. DeBurgh - performed by Chris DeBurgh)
Never seen you lookin’ so lovely as you did tonight
Never seen you shine so bright
Never seen so many men
ask you if you wanted to dance
lookin’ for a little romance
given half the chance
I have never seen that dress you’re wearing
Or the highlights in your hair that catch your eyes
I have been blind.
Lady in red
is dancing with me
cheek to cheek
there’s nobody here
Just you and me
it’s where I want to be
I hardly know
this beauty by my side.
I’ll never forget
The way you look tonight.
Never seen you lookin’ so gorgeous as you did tonight
Never seen you shine so bright.
You’re amazing
Never seen so many people
wanting to be there by your side
And when you turned to me and smiled
took my breath away
I have never had such a feeling
Such a feeling of complete and utter love
as I do tonight.
Lady in red
is dancing with me
cheek to cheek
there’s nobody here
Just you and me
it’s where I want to be
I hardly know
this beauty by my side.
I’ll never forget
The way you look tonight.
I’ll never forget
The way you look tonight.