Shift
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You can't keep running forever.
Nebula
Spellwrought Ambassador
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Energy: 50/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Light.
Female Fae
This dragon is hibernating.
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
0.69 m
Wingspan
1.75 m
Weight
1.51 kg
Genetics
Fuchsia
Metallic
Metallic
Blackberry
Alloy
Alloy
Blood
Stained
Stained
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Fae
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
7
AGI
6
DEF
6
QCK
5
INT
7
VIT
7
MND
7
Lineage
Parents
- none
Offspring
- none
Biography
I.
Jolt, o hunter of the space-dark wastelands,
Bound of curses,
Never to know, for ill or worse -
(No amends do we make in the dark of space,
Nor the twists in time,
Nor the to the tales lost to sound and taste -)
You young space-wanders, abiding, waiting for your time
To sing of the celestial choir, the universe
Adrift to the tune of an unhallowed
C minor -
Well you should know that the void takes her own,
And any that walk in the planes unknown
Will become something -
Something most unlike themselves.
II.
Drift, gaze into the king of suns,
The last breaths of the best of its kind -
Sink in your teeth.
They will not hear you scream,
Not with plasma in your veins,
Not with - rubble - debris in your bones -
your eyes, they saw what
when above the earth you suspend?
III.
The huntress, she tracked down the worst,
And the best of the worst speak no longer - the dead,
They tell no tales, and the living
Sing less.
Never they knew what would lie in store.
Come back, you rebels, to the emblems of silver,
The halls of eyes,
The throne of wasted gold -
Turn back, you, bound of curses;
walk alone.
IV.
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V.
On the far edges of the planets,
On the curled edges of reality,
Whisper, younglings, of those who dined
On the blood of planets, who found
That worse things waited beyond the stars -
Too long without oxygen,
You may very well find these things holy.
Balance, you, bound of curses, on
The thinnest edge of occam’s razor,
The isthmus fractured between all forms of reality -
Static, all things both unknown and divine,
Made breathless, mortal, and yours
Ripe for the taking,
For the hunt in a universe that has known
(No better than monsters
And no worse than heroes.)
- SilverSilver
Jolt, o hunter of the space-dark wastelands,
Bound of curses,
Never to know, for ill or worse -
(No amends do we make in the dark of space,
Nor the twists in time,
Nor the to the tales lost to sound and taste -)
You young space-wanders, abiding, waiting for your time
To sing of the celestial choir, the universe
Adrift to the tune of an unhallowed
C minor -
Well you should know that the void takes her own,
And any that walk in the planes unknown
Will become something -
Something most unlike themselves.
II.
Drift, gaze into the king of suns,
The last breaths of the best of its kind -
Sink in your teeth.
They will not hear you scream,
Not with plasma in your veins,
Not with - rubble - debris in your bones -
your eyes, they saw what
when above the earth you suspend?
III.
The huntress, she tracked down the worst,
And the best of the worst speak no longer - the dead,
They tell no tales, and the living
Sing less.
Never they knew what would lie in store.
Come back, you rebels, to the emblems of silver,
The halls of eyes,
The throne of wasted gold -
Turn back, you, bound of curses;
walk alone.
IV.
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V.
On the far edges of the planets,
On the curled edges of reality,
Whisper, younglings, of those who dined
On the blood of planets, who found
That worse things waited beyond the stars -
Too long without oxygen,
You may very well find these things holy.
Balance, you, bound of curses, on
The thinnest edge of occam’s razor,
The isthmus fractured between all forms of reality -
Static, all things both unknown and divine,
Made breathless, mortal, and yours
Ripe for the taking,
For the hunt in a universe that has known
(No better than monsters
And no worse than heroes.)
- SilverSilver
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