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Description
Bid Entry for:
Program: Photoshop Cs6
Hours: + 44 hr (with animated)

Location: Somewhere on one of Denmark's island 'A forgotten Odin Shrine'

Animated version: Grounded Sunshine| Animated

*Added General Info and a short Tale~

General Information

Name: Daliha of the Odense
Meaning: Daliha of the Odin Shrine
Gender: Mare
Height: 17.2 hh
Age: Immortal

Temperament: Gentle, Caring, Generous, Passionate, Energetic, Impulsive , Gullible, Silly

seiðr: Wings, Healing (Minor injuries), Empath (sensitive towards others deep emotions)

Story|

Once upon a time there was a legend told of a beautiful winged mare whom adorn a rays of pastel colors that glow which gave off a warm sensation. She was one of the many majestic of her kind that serve under Odin in his realm. Like few of her kind that was bestowed from Odin as gift to humanity the mare like her brethren were suppose to cross the Bifrost Veil to get to earth but due to some circumstances the she had lost her way upon the travel and was transported onto a different veil onto an island where only other animals roam the land and no human insight. She was very worried that she had no found any of her kind anywhere near her, upon her arriving onto the land her massive wings were caught by the tree branches. The different air current had made her lose balance upon flight and she crashed down injuring parts of her left wing. As she couldn't take flight to search else where, all she could hope for was to find food and shelter while slowly finding her way around the island.

What fascinated her the most was that she had stumbled upon a rather old shrine that was dedicated to Odin himself deeper in the middle of the island. As she took refuge there as it reminded her of Odin's presence as she took comfort in the strange new world she had come too. After a while she grew accustomed to begin on her own and begin the only horse on the island she had encountered and befriended most of the mammals.

Time past by without much change on the island itself, to the winged mare she couldn't really tell the difference with such a peaceful life while unaware that nearly four centuries have gone by in a blink of an eye...

Since four hundred years passed by humans began to build better transportation to battle the treacherous sea. Though not without its disadvantage when mother nature rears it head a private ship has set sail for a course towards Denmark. The unlucky couple and their only son had be strange on the shores of the island , thankfully none of their workers seemed to have suffer any casualties. As they went farther inland to shelter from the harsh winds, unaware of a presence looming near by watching their every move.

That same night the workers were tending to each others injuries due to the sharp rocks on the outer shore of the island, they bandaged left and right with anything that seemed safe to use before turning into their make shift beds. The mare was watching for several hours as the moon began to climb sky high, sensing from their wincing and hurtful expression she seemed to understood that these 'humans' as Odin told her and her brethren back home were actually injured. She remembered how they were mortals as well meaning their life would be extinguished if they became sick enough or killing one another. Empathy surged through her as she remembered her injured wings and many of her 'friends' been hurt she tried to find a way to get close enough to the sleeping workers in an attempt to heal their wounds.

Now, legends told of a beautiful winged mare, but that wasn't all this mare was rumored to be able to heal minor life threatening injuries as long as they were not fatally wounded. Upon waking in the morning the men and woman were astonished that all their superficial wounds were healed, as no scars had left behind on their skin. Mystified by the strange event the workers gossiped in the small established camp they made the day before. As the young boy and his parents came by to check if the workers were doing okay. While they were in for a surprised by the odd event that had happen the boys father spoke of how Odin could have heard their prayers and thus he took a few workers to explore the island, saying that this could only happen if there was a nearby shrine as he had heard one of his relative spoke of something similar happening. Without his father knowing the boy escaped under his mother is supervision and followed his father every time they went off toward the middle of the island. Deeper and deeper they went the men saw fascinating flowers of all kinds growing beautifully as if enchanted.

Weeks past and as they kept searching everyday as far as they could go they would end up in a circle. At this time the young boy was distracted by the colorful butterfly, he had stumbled onto a different route then his father as if the butterfly was enchanting him telling him to follow it. No sooner did the boy stumbled upon a clear field with moss ridden broken structure of buildings. At such a young age the boy thought nothing of it as he proceeded to venture into the ruins. Little did he know that that was the home of the mare as well as Odin's lost shrine.

Thinking he would be on top of a viking ship, the boy climbed up onto a fragile half fallen pillar. The closer he got to the tip of the pillar the more he could see a beautiful landscape with so many animals grazing in a small field not far ahead. In awe he was distracted by the view and lose his footing. In a blink of an eye the boys natural instinct kicked in and he closed his eyes and braced himself from the fall. Several moment passed by and still nothing, no pain, no thud just sound of rhythmic beating. Slowly peeking with one eye a wad of feather and hair was in front of him. Wide eyed he opened them up fully surprised by what had soften his fall.

It was a winged horse! a colorful winged horse no less. Though his shock soon turned into pure joy, he had never seen such a mare like this anywhere. The boy began to regain his balance and sat up and hugged her neck as she flew higher then the trees. As she dropped the boy off near their camp she nuzzled the boy as he thanked her for saving his life. In a matter of days the they managed to made do with several small boats so they could set sail hoping to find civilization, but for as long as the boy lives he will never forget the few days he gotten to known the mare and how silly and kind hearted she was towards him and how she would occasionally sneak some edible food into the camp at night while he was on the look out if any adults were awake.

When it was time for the boy to leave with everyone he was sadden though he tried to hide it from his parents, yet it was useless to hide his feelings from the mare. She could sense how he felt as if she could talk to him. Before departing he met with her one last time their embraced lasted a several minute as the boys cuddled into her soft feathered wings as if she was clinging to him not wanting him to go, but she knew better.

As decades pass the boy who was now a man kept his old journal from the time he was stranded on the island with parents and workers, occasionally flipping through his journal to re-read his experience with the magical mare of the island. He hope to one day pass on this tale to his children and for generations to come of how the mare was so lovable, passionate, and caring. Sometimes when he close his eyes its as if he could still feel the warmth of her soft feathers against his cheek while tears dripped down his face that replaced with a melancholy smile.

To this day it is told that if you were to stumble upon one of Denmark's island you might just encounter this beautiful winged mare whom adorns a rays of pastel colors that glow which gave off a warm sensation...

Art by ShinShinju
Title Name suggested by SpytFyre-Ranch

Description
Bid Entry for:
Program: Photoshop Cs6
Hours: + 44 hr (with animated)

Location: Somewhere on one of Denmark's island 'A forgotten Odin Shrine'

Animated version: Grounded Sunshine| Animated

*Added General Info and a short Tale~

General Information

Name: Daliha of the Odense
Meaning: Daliha of the Odin Shrine
Gender: Mare
Height: 17.2 hh
Age: Immortal

Temperament: Gentle, Caring, Generous, Passionate, Energetic, Impulsive , Gullible, Silly

seiðr: Wings, Healing (Minor injuries), Empath (sensitive towards others deep emotions)

Story|

Once upon a time there was a legend told of a beautiful winged mare whom adorn a rays of pastel colors that glow which gave off a warm sensation. She was one of the many majestic of her kind that serve under Odin in his realm. Like few of her kind that was bestowed from Odin as gift to humanity the mare like her brethren were suppose to cross the Bifrost Veil to get to earth but due to some circumstances the she had lost her way upon the travel and was transported onto a different veil onto an island where only other animals roam the land and no human insight. She was very worried that she had no found any of her kind anywhere near her, upon her arriving onto the land her massive wings were caught by the tree branches. The different air current had made her lose balance upon flight and she crashed down injuring parts of her left wing. As she couldn't take flight to search else where, all she could hope for was to find food and shelter while slowly finding her way around the island.

What fascinated her the most was that she had stumbled upon a rather old shrine that was dedicated to Odin himself deeper in the middle of the island. As she took refuge there as it reminded her of Odin's presence as she took comfort in the strange new world she had come too. After a while she grew accustomed to begin on her own and begin the only horse on the island she had encountered and befriended most of the mammals.

Time past by without much change on the island itself, to the winged mare she couldn't really tell the difference with such a peaceful life while unaware that nearly four centuries have gone by in a blink of an eye...

Since four hundred years passed by humans began to build better transportation to battle the treacherous sea. Though not without its disadvantage when mother nature rears it head a private ship has set sail for a course towards Denmark. The unlucky couple and their only son had be strange on the shores of the island , thankfully none of their workers seemed to have suffer any casualties. As they went farther inland to shelter from the harsh winds, unaware of a presence looming near by watching their every move.

That same night the workers were tending to each others injuries due to the sharp rocks on the outer shore of the island, they bandaged left and right with anything that seemed safe to use before turning into their make shift beds. The mare was watching for several hours as the moon began to climb sky high, sensing from their wincing and hurtful expression she seemed to understood that these 'humans' as Odin told her and her brethren back home were actually injured. She remembered how they were mortals as well meaning their life would be extinguished if they became sick enough or killing one another. Empathy surged through her as she remembered her injured wings and many of her 'friends' been hurt she tried to find a way to get close enough to the sleeping workers in an attempt to heal their wounds.

Now, legends told of a beautiful winged mare, but that wasn't all this mare was rumored to be able to heal minor life threatening injuries as long as they were not fatally wounded. Upon waking in the morning the men and woman were astonished that all their superficial wounds were healed, as no scars had left behind on their skin. Mystified by the strange event the workers gossiped in the small established camp they made the day before. As the young boy and his parents came by to check if the workers were doing okay. While they were in for a surprised by the odd event that had happen the boys father spoke of how Odin could have heard their prayers and thus he took a few workers to explore the island, saying that this could only happen if there was a nearby shrine as he had heard one of his relative spoke of something similar happening. Without his father knowing the boy escaped under his mother is supervision and followed his father every time they went off toward the middle of the island. Deeper and deeper they went the men saw fascinating flowers of all kinds growing beautifully as if enchanted.

Weeks past and as they kept searching everyday as far as they could go they would end up in a circle. At this time the young boy was distracted by the colorful butterfly, he had stumbled onto a different route then his father as if the butterfly was enchanting him telling him to follow it. No sooner did the boy stumbled upon a clear field with moss ridden broken structure of buildings. At such a young age the boy thought nothing of it as he proceeded to venture into the ruins. Little did he know that that was the home of the mare as well as Odin's lost shrine.

Thinking he would be on top of a viking ship, the boy climbed up onto a fragile half fallen pillar. The closer he got to the tip of the pillar the more he could see a beautiful landscape with so many animals grazing in a small field not far ahead. In awe he was distracted by the view and lose his footing. In a blink of an eye the boys natural instinct kicked in and he closed his eyes and braced himself from the fall. Several moment passed by and still nothing, no pain, no thud just sound of rhythmic beating. Slowly peeking with one eye a wad of feather and hair was in front of him. Wide eyed he opened them up fully surprised by what had soften his fall.

It was a winged horse! a colorful winged horse no less. Though his shock soon turned into pure joy, he had never seen such a mare like this anywhere. The boy began to regain his balance and sat up and hugged her neck as she flew higher then the trees. As she dropped the boy off near their camp she nuzzled the boy as he thanked her for saving his life. In a matter of days the they managed to made do with several small boats so they could set sail hoping to find civilization, but for as long as the boy lives he will never forget the few days he gotten to known the mare and how silly and kind hearted she was towards him and how she would occasionally sneak some edible food into the camp at night while he was on the look out if any adults were awake.

When it was time for the boy to leave with everyone he was sadden though he tried to hide it from his parents, yet it was useless to hide his feelings from the mare. She could sense how he felt as if she could talk to him. Before departing he met with her one last time their embraced lasted a several minute as the boys cuddled into her soft feathered wings as if she was clinging to him not wanting him to go, but she knew better.

As decades pass the boy who was now a man kept his old journal from the time he was stranded on the island with parents and workers, occasionally flipping through his journal to re-read his experience with the magical mare of the island. He hope to one day pass on this tale to his children and for generations to come of how the mare was so lovable, passionate, and caring. Sometimes when he close his eyes its as if he could still feel the warmth of her soft feathers against his cheek while tears dripped down his face that replaced with a melancholy smile.

To this day it is told that if you were to stumble upon one of Denmark's island you might just encounter this beautiful winged mare whom adorns a rays of pastel colors that glow which gave off a warm sensation...

Art by ShinShinju
Title Name suggested by SpytFyre-Ranch