Abeona
(#61001615)
My hand at your back until my brother calls you home.
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Energy: 50/50
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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
29.19 m
Wingspan
21.43 m
Weight
6049.55 kg
Genetics
Azure
Starmap
Starmap
Storm
Bee
Bee
Pearl
Capsule
Capsule
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 1 Imperial
EXP: 210 / 245
STR
6
AGI
6
DEF
6
QCK
5
INT
8
VIT
8
MND
6
Biography
Abeona - winds of travel
(twin brother of Adiona.)
I will lead you away
To the place where cherry blossoms are sovereign.
When you grow tired of petals,
Frost-pasted to the windowpane,
We can go somewhere wilder yet.
The rotting old boughs
Washed up on the beach
Are a familiar lattice of death to me,
But you will always remember
The scent of salt and seaweed
Bleached between the grain.
This is the point at the beginning of all things. Your first steps are precarious. I have to clip the buds from barbed wire tightrope and brush the burrs from your feathers. Your mother spins you up in a cocoon that smells like mercy and juniper, but you grow, grow, until your pinions are stronger than the silk that binds them. I am the one who slashes you free, watching all of you spill out into the world, suddenly far too large for your warm little house.
When you leave her, your mother cries wedding tears, crystallized pride and sorrow. She destroys an origami napkin to wave goodbye to you; when you turn back for a final look, it’s still fluttering, the trade-wind tangled mainsail of a boat roped to the docks.
No land below you, no stars above, only the moon eclipsing everything in the broad black sky, and I am the silver light gilding your talons. Closing your eyes and breathing in the cold, alien air until your lungs ache and your cheeks are sore from smiling–that’s me too. On the road, when you smell a campfire and hear a distant song on the breeze.
The dry drip of blue wine down your throat, strangers trilling in dead languages at your side.
I teach you to learn the veins of the stones and trees, and their royal webbings of lichen and morel teach you to grow roots.
You are older, now, having earned your laurels in the kangaroo court of strange lands. The melody of movement will not resonate with you until the very end, but I will be at your side until the tune fades.
My hand at your back until my brother calls you home.
(twin brother of Adiona.)
I will lead you away
To the place where cherry blossoms are sovereign.
When you grow tired of petals,
Frost-pasted to the windowpane,
We can go somewhere wilder yet.
The rotting old boughs
Washed up on the beach
Are a familiar lattice of death to me,
But you will always remember
The scent of salt and seaweed
Bleached between the grain.
This is the point at the beginning of all things. Your first steps are precarious. I have to clip the buds from barbed wire tightrope and brush the burrs from your feathers. Your mother spins you up in a cocoon that smells like mercy and juniper, but you grow, grow, until your pinions are stronger than the silk that binds them. I am the one who slashes you free, watching all of you spill out into the world, suddenly far too large for your warm little house.
When you leave her, your mother cries wedding tears, crystallized pride and sorrow. She destroys an origami napkin to wave goodbye to you; when you turn back for a final look, it’s still fluttering, the trade-wind tangled mainsail of a boat roped to the docks.
No land below you, no stars above, only the moon eclipsing everything in the broad black sky, and I am the silver light gilding your talons. Closing your eyes and breathing in the cold, alien air until your lungs ache and your cheeks are sore from smiling–that’s me too. On the road, when you smell a campfire and hear a distant song on the breeze.
The dry drip of blue wine down your throat, strangers trilling in dead languages at your side.
I teach you to learn the veins of the stones and trees, and their royal webbings of lichen and morel teach you to grow roots.
You are older, now, having earned your laurels in the kangaroo court of strange lands. The melody of movement will not resonate with you until the very end, but I will be at your side until the tune fades.
My hand at your back until my brother calls you home.
lore by hannibals. pure G2 Wind Imperial.
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