Prettiest Dragon in the Lair Above You
Spindiferous' Clan
Let’s turn on the juice and see what shakes loose!
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I want to be active in the community, but my anxiety said no 💀
★ Jade // 21 // ♀ // Pansexual // FR+3 ★
★ StarWeaver's Sanctum ★
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Deep within the Starwood Strand, in the haze of moonlit buds, sits a sanctuary for those seeking shelter from the temptations of the night. Here, wanderers and settlers alike are welcome in the candle-lit halls of StarWeaver's Sanctum, it's inhabitants ever changing. Some reside here permanently, mapping the stars and hoping to reach enlightenment, while others seek only temporary refuge. No matter the length of their stay, they're certain that every visitor happens upon this place for a reason - their fates forever woven together in the fabric of space time upon arrival.
A small fae dragon welcomes you as a StarWoven, illuminated buds adorning her starlit scales. You feel safe here.
ϟ The Shambling Mists ϟ
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Further out, far from the safety and warmth of the gatherers in the strand, something dangerous stirs. A dense, heavy fog clings to the scales of those who find themselves lost in the world. Without purpose, without direction, these dense clouds hang low and steal away dragons and other creatures without warning. Very few have found their way back from the haze, and those that have are forever scarred from the experience within them. All accounts are unique, but two symptoms remain constant - the nightmares that follow, and the feeling of being watched ever more.
As the mist drifts ever closer, weighing down your lungs, you hear laughter. A flash of sickening green fills your vision, and the world itself distorts. You're not safe here.
I want to be active in the community, but my anxiety said no 💀
★ Jade // 21 // ♀ // Pansexual // FR+3 ★
★ StarWeaver's Sanctum ★
- - - - - - - - ☽ - - - - - - - -
Deep within the Starwood Strand, in the haze of moonlit buds, sits a sanctuary for those seeking shelter from the temptations of the night. Here, wanderers and settlers alike are welcome in the candle-lit halls of StarWeaver's Sanctum, it's inhabitants ever changing. Some reside here permanently, mapping the stars and hoping to reach enlightenment, while others seek only temporary refuge. No matter the length of their stay, they're certain that every visitor happens upon this place for a reason - their fates forever woven together in the fabric of space time upon arrival.
A small fae dragon welcomes you as a StarWoven, illuminated buds adorning her starlit scales. You feel safe here.
ϟ The Shambling Mists ϟ
- - - - - - - - ✘ - - - - - - - -
Further out, far from the safety and warmth of the gatherers in the strand, something dangerous stirs. A dense, heavy fog clings to the scales of those who find themselves lost in the world. Without purpose, without direction, these dense clouds hang low and steal away dragons and other creatures without warning. Very few have found their way back from the haze, and those that have are forever scarred from the experience within them. All accounts are unique, but two symptoms remain constant - the nightmares that follow, and the feeling of being watched ever more.
As the mist drifts ever closer, weighing down your lungs, you hear laughter. A flash of sickening green fills your vision, and the world itself distorts. You're not safe here.
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