Kalahira's dragon Narcissus

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Length

4.87 m

Wingspan

7.17 m

Weight

416.28 kg

Genetics

Aqua
Ripple

Aqua
Current

White
Underbelly

Hatchday

Aug 08, 2014
(9 years)

Breed

Adult
Wildclaw

Eye Type

Shadow
Unusual

Level 25 Wildclaw

Max Level

STR

127

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QCK

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Biography

N A R C I S S U S
"THE UNREQUITED”

Aqua Ripple | Aqua Current | White Underbelly

“Now I know what others have suffered from me, for I burn with the love of my own self- and yet how can I reach that loveliness that I see mirrored in the water? But I cannot leave it. Only death can set me free."

(From Edith Hamilton’s Mythology)

By xialys

There was a beautiful youth called Narcissus, who was the son of a nymph and the god of a nearby river. He grew up in the plain of Thebes until he was sixteen years old and then began to hunt on the mountains toward the north where Echo and her sister, Oreades, lived.

As he wandered through the woods and valleys, many a nymph looked upon him and loved him. But Narcissus laughed at them scornfully, for he loved only himself.

One day Narcissus wandered farther up the mountain than usual, and all his friends were left far behind. Only Echo, a nymph cursed by Hera to only repeat what others say, followed him. She hid amongst the rocks, her heart heavy with unspoken love.

Upon realizing he was lost, Narcissus called out loudly, “Is there anybody here?”

”Here!” cried Echo.

Narcissus stood still in amazement, looking all around in vain. Then he shouted, even more loudly: “Whoever you are, come to me!”

“Come to me!” cried Echo eagerly.

Still no one was visible, so Narcissus called again, “Why are you avoiding me?”

Echo repeated his words, but with a sob in her breath, and Narcissus called once more, “Come here, I say, and let us meet!”

“Let us meet!” cried Echo, her heart leaping with joy as she spoke the happiest words that had left her lips since the curse of Hera had fallen on her. And to make good her words, she came running out from behind the rocks and tried to clasp her arms about him.

But Narcissus flung the beautiful nymph away from him in scorn.

“Away with these embraces!” he cried angrily, his voice full of cruel contempt. “I would die before I would have you touch me!”

“I would have you touch me!” repeated poor Echo.

“Never will I let you kiss me!” Narcissus replied.

“Kiss me! Kiss me!” murmured Echo, sinking down among the rocks, as Narcissus cast her violently from him and sped down the hillside.

By Voratte

By AkaneChaan

Devasted, Echo begged to be killed. Aphrodite, the goddess of love, heard her and was kind to her, for she had been a true lover. Quietly and painlessly, Echo pined away and died. But her voice lived on, lingering among the rocks and answering faintly whenever Narcissus or another called.

“He shall not go unpunished for this cruelty,” said Aphrodite. “By scorning poor Echo like this, he scorns love itself. And scorning love, he insults me. He is altogether eaten up with self-love. Well, he shall love himself and no one else, and yet shall die of unrequited love!”

One day, tired after hunting, Narcissus came to a still, clear pool of water away up the mountainside, not far from where he had scorned Echo and left her to die of a broken heart. With a cry of satisfaction, for the day was hot and cloudless, and he was parched with thirst, Narcissus flung himself down beside the pool and leaned forward to dip his face in the cool water.

To his surprise, he saw a beautiful face looking up at him through the still waters of the pool. The moment he saw, he loved—and love was a madness upon him so that he could think of nothing else. “Beautiful water nymph!” he cried. “I love you! Be mine!”

Desperately he plunged his arms into the water, but the face vanished and he touched only the pebbles at the bottom of the pool. Drawing out his arms, he gazed intently down and, as the water grew still again, saw once more the face of his beloved. Poor Narcissus did not know that he was seeing his own reflection, for Aphrodite hid this knowledge from him.

Narcissus became enchanted by what he saw. He could not leave the pool and lay by its side day after day looking at the only face in the world which he loved. He pined for his love, just as Echo had pined for him. Slowly Narcissus faded away, and at last his heart broke.

By Drytil

”Woe is me for I loved in vain!” he cried.

“I loved in vain!” sobbed the voice of Echo among the rocks.

“Farewell, my love, farewell,” were his last words, and Echo’s voice broke and its whisper shivered into silence, “My love . . . farewell!”

So Narcissus died, and the earth covered his bones. But with the spring, a plant pushed its green leaves through the earth where he lay. As the sun shone on it, a bud opened and a new flower blossomed for the first time—a white circle of petals round a yellow center.

The flowers grew and spread, waving in the gentle breeze which whispered among them like Echo herself come to kiss the blossoms of the first Narcissus flowers.

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By xialys

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