Everyone slides through Sigil sooner or later. But plenty of cutters call the Cage home, and it's their shops, trades, and peels that keep the jink flowing - and the bone-boxes flapping. A body's got to know who sells bogus goods, and who'll scrag him (or worse) just for the fun of it. 'Course, the trick is telling friend from foe. In Sigil, a fiery fiend ain't always a serpent, and a shining celestial ain't always a lamb.
Showing posts with label Project Bloom. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Project Bloom. Show all posts

3.16.2009

Irezumi


Well little Bloom is living up to the verb form of the word and sprouting marvellously - we just had our 6 week check in and she's finally cracked the 3kg mark, now 3.258kg up from 2.58kg at birth (for you old worlders, there's about 2.2 pounds to a kg, so do the math).
It's a relief to know she's progressing well - Mrs Sigil is adamant about breast feeding, and it's been the one small point of frustration (to me) as it's not something I can help directly with. Ah well, plenty of other things for me to do.

Some updated snaps:



Oh, and I got my fourth tattoo on the weekend, and went with the one below:







2.19.2009

OMG! I gave birth to the Slann!?!?


Heh. Warhammer players will get it. Here's a much kinder photo of little Bloomy:




2.09.2009

Tattoo


For every significant event in my life, I get a tattoo. To date, I have three:

- One for when my brother died;
- One for when I decided I wasn't going to die the same way he did, and;
- One representing my beautiful (yet currently grumpy and tired) wife.

Now, I must decide upon an image to represent my daughter. I've already decided upon the theme which is something representing the word "bloom'', as this is the original meaning to the name 'Chloe'.

The design must be powerful, but simple and small as the tattoo will only be about the size of a large coin. Some likable designs from trawling the internet include the one above and the one below. If anyone out there stumbles across this and has some suggestions, I'd love to see them.



2.01.2009

Chrysalis




I feel that something is changing within.


At first, it was just a mere tingling at the edge of my consciousness - but over time, the tingling became a scratching, the scratching became an whisper, and now in these final days it has become an unrelenting roar that has drowned out any other rational thought.


It is only now that I realise what it is that I had, and what came before to others.


I know that you are changing too, that you are becoming - and it is this synchronicity of metamorphosis that will mark our future paths forever.


I am terrified. I am elated.


Soon we will be together.