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Alex. Late twenties. Ostensibly gendered. Really excited about the concept of dragon metallurgists. Presumably in the same time zone as my wife, @lessthankind, though I have yet to figure out how that all works. Feel free to gimme a holler at any time.
A refinery of sorts...
A lone Mirror, by nature a hunter, who sought to test his skill for the hunt, for adaptation and survival, in the most inhospitable of places. An isolated Fae, alone in a hostile, shifting landscape, thinking of the family she might have someday— and how she might shelter them; the possibilities of spinning nests from crystallized lava, molten steel— far stronger things than tree sap.
A Mirror’s hidden shelter in the Ashfall, which he only uses to rest during the day— after all, he hunts at night, doesn’t he? She pays attention to these things. She’s watched him. Why shouldn’t she shelter there, when he isn’t using it?
He places traps.
He’s good with them. She appreciates that— it will keep them both safe. She adds to them.
They work better as a team. The landscape shifts around them— the Mirror never grows bored or restless when there is always more to do, a new challenge. The Fae has built, without even a bit of intent, precisely the kind of home that suits them. He hunts with traps and crafted weapons, tests his mind and will, his strength and skill. She builds things that snap and spike, that creak and crumble, that shape and shelter.
He insists, though, that she has to stop bringing home strays.
She insists that he must feel threatened by them— why else would he send them away, when they could bring new ideas, new inspiration?
What more could they build with a few extra brains and claws?
A refinery of sorts...
A lone Mirror, by nature a hunter, who sought to test his skill for the hunt, for adaptation and survival, in the most inhospitable of places. An isolated Fae, alone in a hostile, shifting landscape, thinking of the family she might have someday— and how she might shelter them; the possibilities of spinning nests from crystallized lava, molten steel— far stronger things than tree sap.
A Mirror’s hidden shelter in the Ashfall, which he only uses to rest during the day— after all, he hunts at night, doesn’t he? She pays attention to these things. She’s watched him. Why shouldn’t she shelter there, when he isn’t using it?
He places traps.
He’s good with them. She appreciates that— it will keep them both safe. She adds to them.
They work better as a team. The landscape shifts around them— the Mirror never grows bored or restless when there is always more to do, a new challenge. The Fae has built, without even a bit of intent, precisely the kind of home that suits them. He hunts with traps and crafted weapons, tests his mind and will, his strength and skill. She builds things that snap and spike, that creak and crumble, that shape and shelter.
He insists, though, that she has to stop bringing home strays.
She insists that he must feel threatened by them— why else would he send them away, when they could bring new ideas, new inspiration?
What more could they build with a few extra brains and claws?
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Custard was on the front page! I love his look, its so unique but so pretty!
Sandstone is really pretty!
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Oct 5, 2019
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