Marsh

Marsh

When you awoke you just knew a number of things. Like what the sun and moon was, who the deities were, glass, wire. All these Items you found all scattered around you had names. They had reasons. So, you must have one, too. That's what made sense. Your joints pop and click as you begin to explore the room you had found yourself in. As you walk, there is an odd scrapping that follows you. It took you a minute to realize that you can lift up your dragging wings.

You find yourself goggles, clothes, a few other items to (hopefully) make it look like you'd look a little more like you would know what you're doing. People don't question you when you finally leave, but they do stare. You stare back. They don't look like you. They have feather and fin and flesh. It's strange. And yet you carry on.

As your travels took you onward, you've learned more. More things have started to make sense. You've found a name, companion in the form of the lion like beast who refuses to leave your side, and a home with the shadowy woman who honestly kinda confuses you sometimes. That doesn't matter, though. What does is that you are welcomed here.

Art by KirinHybrid ID: 95030 !!

_{Dividers Credit}