Fragmentary Blue – June’s ROYGBiV entry

Why make so much of fragmentary blue
In here and there a bird, or butterfly,
Or flower, or wearing-stone, or open eye,
When heaven presents in sheets the solid hue?

Since earth is earth, perhaps, not heaven (as yet)–
Though some savants make earth include the sky;
And blue so far above us comes so high,
It only gives our wish for blue a whet.

Robert Frost

Given the beautiful azure blue of the sky today mirrored off the sea, this poem seemed so perfectly appropriate to introduce this month’s entry.

I have a love hate relationship with the Glacial robes. Love in that they are beautiful, elegant and oh so delicate looking but hate the fact that there aren’t any shoulders which match perfectly. Vestia’s Pauldrons of Inner Grace is another item that I’ve always been partial too and so having given the matter some thought and indeed tried multiple other options, I thought “why not….”.

• Helm – Collar of Command
• Shoulders – Vestia’s Pauldrons of Inner Grace
• Chest – Glacial Robe
• Gloves – Toad-Slime Gloves
• Waist – Glacial Waistband
• Boots – Falling Blossom Treads
• Staff – Greatstaff of the Nexus

 

 

ROYGBiV Tmog Contest – Orange

I thought I’d start by admitting Orange is about as far from being my favourite colour as it’s possible to get and that my favourite oranges are blood oranges, their orange skin hiding that succulent scarlet flesh beneath. Therefore for the second round of Jstmel’s transmogrification competition, I thought I’d celebrate the blood orange by creating something which should transmogs ever become edible would have that perfect tart edge to it.

• Circle of Flame
• Shoulders of Mercy Killing
• Watcher’s Tunic
• Gossamer Gloves
• Sash of the Burning Heart
• Snarlmouth Leggings
• Jormungar Galoshes
• Bloodfire Greatstaff

I’m not usually a great fan of trousers on cloth wearers but this has almost tempted me into farming it for my Mage should she ever decide to go fire. It’s also left me craving blood oranges, that moment when your nails pierce the flesh and that soft orange tang drifts up, released along with the deep red juice.