Presagio

The Coordinate

Red Birdskull Necklace

Apparel

A loose-hanging fetish of skulls and red charms. The feathers are said to have medicinal properties for the wearer if held close to the heart.

1350

Flesh Forager

Familiar

These imposing carrion birds are actually extremely tender if you're--how do we put this--alive.

2300

Rusted Chain

Dragonmade

Sometimes every link is the weakest link. (Special thanks raptortooth.)

70

Hark! the owlet flaps his wings
In the pathless dell beneah
Hark! 'tis the night-raven sings
Tidings of approaching death.

-Fragment: Omens, Percy Bysshe Shelley





A dragon born from a corrupted mother, fathered by a blinding power no common dragon can hold.

Wherever he goes, white and pale and black and red scales clutter his vision, they ask only a favour of him, attracted by the light that shines underneath his gaze. They willingly lend him their strength when he calls for them and that's when their request screams louder.



Recall our true names, let us roam the lands once more, alive, breathing.



They whisper in his sleep and in his wake and yet he resents, for names are the most powerful of weapons.

Some are better off forgotten.





_{Amidst the howling winds, four voices mingle as one...}



"Oh mighty fallen

Begotten power

Shoulder to shoulder

Never surrender



Apples drop beside the tree

Old man please remember me

And all of us still shase our dream

Underneath the canopy



Steady we ride

Silhouette flying over the grass

As the daylight now dies

Our stallions breathing their last



Duty chain us

Our demons haunt us

Fighting for seeds of our crown

Death by sundown



Steady we ride

Watching scenes playing out from our past

Like the smell of her hair

Those time always fly by so fast



Needless broken

The feeling's woken

Should we just let it all fade

Is it just time...?"




_{Adopt from salticidae's Heraldic Adopt Shop, link [here]!}