Hex
(#41573130)
Level 1 Skydancer
Familiar
Greybeak Reaper
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Energy: 0/50
This dragon’s natural inborn element is Shadow.
Female Skydancer
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
5.11 m
Wingspan
3.41 m
Weight
628.4 kg
Genetics
Midnight
Ripple
Ripple
Midnight
Current
Current
Obsidian
Ghost
Ghost
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Skydancer
EXP: 0 / 245
STR
4
AGI
5
DEF
4
QCK
9
INT
9
VIT
4
MND
9
Lineage
Biography
"Ever hear why roses are red, little one? They say an immortal's blood fell on the pure white flowers."
Blood is in you, keeping you alive, some waiting to be spilt from wounds. But not every wound is meant for your skin, not every injury felt on your bones.
Sometimes, just sometimes, it is meant for your heart.
The dragon staggered through the woods, wounds dripping crimson onto the once-unblemished snow. Evil versus good. Darkness against light. Tainted or pure. But its path was not the white color it had been. It was red.
Lapsis trudged through the woods, the pain on her scales almost unbearable. But the only true unbearable thing was her heart. It had been a week ago.
Seven days past since her heart was torn. Many hours past since the wrenching pain took over her body. In reality, it felt like a year since he had broke her heart.
But why was she feeling remorse? Why was her heart so shattered that it was far beyond repair? Why did it hurt so much?
How did she even come to love a monster?
"No, Lapsis, I must return to my home. I cannot put off my true self."
He had told her when she begged him to stay. Lifting her head so that her tear-stained eyes met his, she asked her final words to him:
"Then what is your true self? Who is your true self?"
He paused.
"My true self doesn't love you. No, it cannot love you. For it is a monster. It is one of the Cursed."
And with that, he walked away, just as snow began to fall.
Snow was a rare beauty in the Carrion Canyon. It spiraled and drifted. Looking at them, Lapsis realized that love was just like the tiny flakes. Beautiful, yet at the smallest touch, would melt.
And at that moment, she left. With no trace; except the despairing tears that trickled into the snow, and the deep clawprints that were imprinted in the snow, but would soon fade as the snow melted away, like if nothing ever happened there.
If only.
Feeling moisture well up in her eyes at the bittersweet memoir, she blinked hard.
Where was she?
Filling with dread and despair, she called out her last words bearing the name Lapsis.
"Wherever you are, take me to you. Erase my memories for all I care.
Give me a new life."
Blood is in you, keeping you alive, some waiting to be spilt from wounds. But not every wound is meant for your skin, not every injury felt on your bones.
Sometimes, just sometimes, it is meant for your heart.
--*--
The dragon staggered through the woods, wounds dripping crimson onto the once-unblemished snow. Evil versus good. Darkness against light. Tainted or pure. But its path was not the white color it had been. It was red.
Lapsis trudged through the woods, the pain on her scales almost unbearable. But the only true unbearable thing was her heart. It had been a week ago.
Seven days past since her heart was torn. Many hours past since the wrenching pain took over her body. In reality, it felt like a year since he had broke her heart.
But why was she feeling remorse? Why was her heart so shattered that it was far beyond repair? Why did it hurt so much?
How did she even come to love a monster?
--*--
"No, Lapsis, I must return to my home. I cannot put off my true self."
He had told her when she begged him to stay. Lifting her head so that her tear-stained eyes met his, she asked her final words to him:
"Then what is your true self? Who is your true self?"
He paused.
"My true self doesn't love you. No, it cannot love you. For it is a monster. It is one of the Cursed."
And with that, he walked away, just as snow began to fall.
Snow was a rare beauty in the Carrion Canyon. It spiraled and drifted. Looking at them, Lapsis realized that love was just like the tiny flakes. Beautiful, yet at the smallest touch, would melt.
And at that moment, she left. With no trace; except the despairing tears that trickled into the snow, and the deep clawprints that were imprinted in the snow, but would soon fade as the snow melted away, like if nothing ever happened there.
If only.
--*--
Feeling moisture well up in her eyes at the bittersweet memoir, she blinked hard.
Where was she?
Filling with dread and despair, she called out her last words bearing the name Lapsis.
"Wherever you are, take me to you. Erase my memories for all I care.
Give me a new life."
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