Neysallary by SisterFox
Oct 6, 2015 12:23:55 GMT -8
Post by sisterfox on Oct 6, 2015 12:23:55 GMT -8
I made this doll a couple monthes ago, some of you probably have seen her on Flickr. But I was prepareing for doll exhibition, and she was waiting for her time. And the time has come.
owl by sisterFox,
little owl by sisterFox,
silver owl by sisterFox, on Flickr
The Melody of the Forest, The Wind arguing with The Rain, The Day tendering with the Night, the pulse of life, whimsical, uneven and anticipant. A girl is standing on the stone; the Owl's totem village spreads behind her back; the forest rustls ahead; Naysallary is listening to Earth's news. She listens to what Wind brought, the Evening gossip about The Night and maybe , maybe she would hear the steps of the Hunter returning home. She was a child when owls led her to this tribe, it was a stormy night – the rain sounded somewhere long away, the thunder growled quietly and dully, but the lightnings slashed the sky. And in the glow of lightnings Naysallary – just Naysa at that times - appeared in the face of old shaman-woman. Shaman woman Kimi, it means Enigma, accepted it as the sign of the Sky and called the girl Naysallary – Shining Night – and taught her how to Listen. Since that time Naysallary was bringing news to the village. She had never mistaken, she brought only good news, and bad news she spoke only as advice how to manage the trouble. For this reason, besides her secret name she was called The one who brings good news – Hoshihiwashte. When The Fool Moon Night will come Naysallary must choose if she becomes the shaman like her stepmother Kimi, or she waits till the hunter's steps follows to her home. Meanwhile she can listen to the owls' tales, the forest's and the wind's songs, bring good news to the village and pleasantly stand still hearing hunter steps. And it seems she is hearing them. He walks not to the village, he goes here, to the stone, where Naysallary is standing.
owl by sisterFox,little owl by sisterFox,silver owl by sisterFox, on FlickrThe Melody of the Forest, The Wind arguing with The Rain, The Day tendering with the Night, the pulse of life, whimsical, uneven and anticipant. A girl is standing on the stone; the Owl's totem village spreads behind her back; the forest rustls ahead; Naysallary is listening to Earth's news. She listens to what Wind brought, the Evening gossip about The Night and maybe , maybe she would hear the steps of the Hunter returning home. She was a child when owls led her to this tribe, it was a stormy night – the rain sounded somewhere long away, the thunder growled quietly and dully, but the lightnings slashed the sky. And in the glow of lightnings Naysallary – just Naysa at that times - appeared in the face of old shaman-woman. Shaman woman Kimi, it means Enigma, accepted it as the sign of the Sky and called the girl Naysallary – Shining Night – and taught her how to Listen. Since that time Naysallary was bringing news to the village. She had never mistaken, she brought only good news, and bad news she spoke only as advice how to manage the trouble. For this reason, besides her secret name she was called The one who brings good news – Hoshihiwashte. When The Fool Moon Night will come Naysallary must choose if she becomes the shaman like her stepmother Kimi, or she waits till the hunter's steps follows to her home. Meanwhile she can listen to the owls' tales, the forest's and the wind's songs, bring good news to the village and pleasantly stand still hearing hunter steps. And it seems she is hearing them. He walks not to the village, he goes here, to the stone, where Naysallary is standing.
