Caroline Elizabeth
(?)Community Member
- Posted: Mon, 12 Jul 2004 05:03:56 +0000
The Aeya will be closed until July 11th, 2005!
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It is definitely the middle of nowhere. Nothing but leafy shrubbery and small trees as far as the eye can see, and a single, large, childish looking house right in the middle of it. There are no roads; there are no paths. Just plants.
The house itself is something to behold; it looks ripped straight out of a fairy tale; namely the one where two children stumble upon a house made completely of candy. The exterior is white, the accents are pink. The entire dwelling resembles a birthday cake, with a single chimney that could be a candle.
And then, there is the door. Painted dozens of brilliant colors with no rhyme or reason to them, it looks as if a child had dipped their hands into several buckets of paint and then drawn something of a pictoral diary entry. A single figure is repeated throughout the account, a small, happy looking being with stumpy legs, pigtails, and a prominant bump on the forehead. She is shown waking up, and then eating a breakfast of tasty fruits, getting dressed, going outside to play among the shrubs, and then then looking up at the sky as clouds form. It rains, and then the plants grow taller. Others like her join her, playing and frolicking in the rain as the plants around them are nurtured.
When it is all finished, they return, and at the bottom of the door, it shows her returning to a very LARGE being with pigtails. She eats dinner (more fruits), bathes, and then goes to sleep.
The pictures go around something at the bottom; something that appears to be a tiny door, right in the middle of the large door. This door is no more than two feet tall, with a clumsily painted word on it in shocking pink. "Anandra."
As if just being there summons her presence, the little door is flung open as the being from the drawings pokes her head out.
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She stares upward, smiles cheerfully, and chatters something in a strange, baby-talk sounding language as she gestures frantically toward the big doorknob. She's inviting you into her home, eager for you to meet her friends and share her experiences.
The happy family:
Junyi: Owner, artist, colorist, everythingist. @_@
Anandra: Special helper, mascot... eye... candy?
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</center>It is definitely the middle of nowhere. Nothing but leafy shrubbery and small trees as far as the eye can see, and a single, large, childish looking house right in the middle of it. There are no roads; there are no paths. Just plants.
The house itself is something to behold; it looks ripped straight out of a fairy tale; namely the one where two children stumble upon a house made completely of candy. The exterior is white, the accents are pink. The entire dwelling resembles a birthday cake, with a single chimney that could be a candle.
And then, there is the door. Painted dozens of brilliant colors with no rhyme or reason to them, it looks as if a child had dipped their hands into several buckets of paint and then drawn something of a pictoral diary entry. A single figure is repeated throughout the account, a small, happy looking being with stumpy legs, pigtails, and a prominant bump on the forehead. She is shown waking up, and then eating a breakfast of tasty fruits, getting dressed, going outside to play among the shrubs, and then then looking up at the sky as clouds form. It rains, and then the plants grow taller. Others like her join her, playing and frolicking in the rain as the plants around them are nurtured.
When it is all finished, they return, and at the bottom of the door, it shows her returning to a very LARGE being with pigtails. She eats dinner (more fruits), bathes, and then goes to sleep.
The pictures go around something at the bottom; something that appears to be a tiny door, right in the middle of the large door. This door is no more than two feet tall, with a clumsily painted word on it in shocking pink. "Anandra."
As if just being there summons her presence, the little door is flung open as the being from the drawings pokes her head out.
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</center>She stares upward, smiles cheerfully, and chatters something in a strange, baby-talk sounding language as she gestures frantically toward the big doorknob. She's inviting you into her home, eager for you to meet her friends and share her experiences.
The happy family:
Junyi: Owner, artist, colorist, everythingist. @_@
Anandra: Special helper, mascot... eye... candy?
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