House of RFyre Presents~Branwynn

“A clockwork heart can’t replace the real thing.”—

Dru Pagliassotti from “Clockwork Heart”

Breezy resides in New Babbage a great deal of her Second Life Time
so when Miss Raven released her latest creation The Branwynn Gown and The Branwynn Boot!!!
Available at House of RFyre or on XStreetSL.
Twirlsssssssssssssssss Indeed !!!!
Ensemble includes:
!RFyre Branwynn Womens Black : Choker
!RFyre Branwynn Womens Black Bodice Long Sleeved (Jacket and Shirt Layers)
!RFyre Branwynn Womens Black Bodice Sleeveless (Jacket and Shirt Layers)
!RFyre Branwynn Womens Black: Skirt with Chain Belt
!RFyre Branwynn Womens Black: Sleeve Left
!RFyre Branwynn Womens Black: Sleeve Right
!RFyre Branwynn Womens Black: Glitch Pants
Available at House of RFyre or on XStreetSL.
Boots (sold separately) include:
!RFyre Branwynn Womens Black Brocade Boot: Left
!RFyre Branwynn Womens Black Brocade Boot: Right
!RFyre The Chain Series Boot Invisi Prim Left
!RFyre The Chain Series Boot Invisi Prim Right
!RFyre The Chain Series Womens Black Suede Platform Boot Shape
Available at House of RFyre or on XStreetSL.
Indeed this is a most special Steamy Selection
with keys to captivate and lock in one's attention
including that perhaps of an other's heart :)
perhaps ..
With clever details to bows and keys galore !!!
For in any world one can or can not wear it well
It is the most special guy or gal that can bring the creative life
Available at House of RFyre or on XStreetSL.
Wear the couture let your own light shine through !!
*Smiles*

Here I Love You
Here I love you. In the dark pines the wind disentangles itself.
The moon glows like phosphorous on the vagrant waters.
Days, all one kind, go chasing each other.

The snow unfurls in dancing figures.
A silver gull slips down from the west.
Sometimes a sail. High, high stars. Oh the black cross of a ship.
Alone.Sometimes I get up early and even my soul is wet.
Far away the sea sounds and resounds.This is a port.
Here I love you.

Here I love you and the horizon hides you in vain.

I love you still among these cold things.

Sometimes my kisses go on those heavy vessels

that cross the sea towards no arrival.

I see myself forgotten like those old anchors.

The piers sadden when the afternoon moors there.

My life grows tired, hungry to no purpose.

I love what I do not have. You are so far.

My loathing wrestles with the slow twilights.

But night comes and starts to sing to me.

The moon turns its clockwork dream.

The biggest stars look at me with your eyes.
And as I love you,
the pines in the wind want to sing your name with their leaves of wire

by Pablo Neruda

1904-1973,

written in 1959

Doll Key

by My Dear Good Friend

The Amazing

Miss Canolli Capalini

Available at House of RFyre Island , New Babbage or on XStreetSL.