Saeyra's posts

@Emmett Khan: I was afraid since he was new that he wouldn't have enough time to gather fuses for a full set. So I helped out. If I post alot I think I can still make it though!

98 and not enough for the new 500 cost item :vanora_cry: Its so beautiful I want it so bad.

@Emmett Khan: I did a big mistake and spent all my fuses to donate a set of items to someone who needed it. :vanora_smile:

@Kozi: Heya Kozi! Nice to see you around! *pets alien cat* I need pics of your alien cat. I am super curious what it looks like haha :vanora_xd: (I might submit it to the X-files)

@Tuijp: I'd love to see you try! Have a bite :vanora_smirk:

@nyreen: That is one gorgeous cat! He should go to Hollywood and become a star!

@Mica: Morning! I hope they keep the event section open for a little longer, don't have enough fuses for the new item.

@Unicorn: Oh I see thanks for letting me know! I am much excited!

@Unicorn: Have you announced the winners of the contest yet? I am worried I might have missed it.

You guys are very welcome! If you are curious, it is done by applying honey wax in intricate patterns then dipping in different colored dyes.
We also like painting life sized eggs and placing it around town. The ones in my city are done by elementary schools from the surrounding villages.

@Faust Sheep: Love your sig! Haaaii David!! I would put on sunglasses too but I can't find mine because I am BLINDED.


@Fozzy: Maybe make the background less...white? Like maybe a lighter shade of sea green?

@Juneberry: I had a peek at your mag too. The design is really cool. I got really excited seeing that there is a comics section!

This poem reminds me of pirates and sailors from the days of old.

“Sea Fever” - John Masefield

I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by;
And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea’s face, and a grey dawn breaking.
I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.
I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull’s way and the whale’s way where the wind’s like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick’s over.

OMG MAH EYES!!! OOOOWW!