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Shiver

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Solemn Sapphic Spirit

Familiar

Frostbite Hummingbird

Energy: 0/50

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Measurements

Length

0.65 m

Wingspan

1.53 m

Weight

2.45 kg

Genetics

White
Crystal

White
Facet

White
Ringlets

Hatchday

May 15, 2021
(2 years)

Breed

Adult
Fae

Eye Type

Ice
Primal

Level 25 Fae

Max Level

STR

104

AGI

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QCK

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Lineage

Parents

Offspring

none

Biography

Lingering Ghosts of Love Long Lost
Like biting cold, love lingers and brings agony even after the last crystalized breath.

My love. . . they always called you cold. But I knew cold, and I knew you, and they were not the same. To me, you were warm, but not near enough to burn. Never once did you burn me; never once did I ache from your touch. I always wondered if the same was true for myself, for I was the one with the nature of frost. Did I hurt you, any of the times that we slept tucked close together? When you smiled as I touched your face, was my claw cold enough to burn? You always said I never caused you harm, that the cold from within your bones was worse than anything my hands could deal. That frightened me. It still does. How long, my love, did you ache, chilled from within? The frost was always a comfort for me, born of snow and sleet, but you were one of passion and flame.

I’ll never forget how you replied. The chill in your bones that had weakened you had been placed to draw you to me, a bit of my own essence within you from before you hatched. It was not pain any longer, you said, but a reminder of my touch, and one which you would treasure.

How I cried. From love, from joy, from sorrow, longing to take your pain for my own, either to freeze you completely so you could share the snow with me, or to take the ice within you for myself and allow you to breathe as the pure spirit of fire you were born to be.

I never got the chance. It was cold. So very cold, even for me, as they cut and ravaged and tore. Our little home, so carefully built, fell quickly, and I, my love, even quicker. Yet, I could not be angry, even as I fell to the ground and colored the snow scarlet with my life. For they were hungry. I could see it in their eyes. They, too, were plagued by the same cold, and it was not one which they could treasure. The beasts knew naught of home.

I wept for them, my love, as I called for you with my last breath. I wept for you. My claws scratched against ice and snow, barely able to move enough to huddle into myself as I was covered by the white veil that covered my eyes and, for once, caused me to shake with agony.

I was wrong, my love, when I called myself a sculpture of ice, the opposition to your flame. I know now that, just as you’ve held the cold, I’d held your flame within me. It was a shame beyond all measure that I only recognized its warmth as it burned out, and the world grew dark around me, not granting even the final mercy of a glimpse of your face.

I wanted to see you, one last time, if we were both doomed to fade out. In those final moments, all I sought was the warmth of your heart.

It was so cold.

It seems I can't stop crying, even now.

Where are you, my heart and hearth? Where is my warmth? My heart has ceased to beat, and yet it aches, longing to touch yours once again. Is that the reason that I wander, no longer through the snow of home grown frightening as if from nightmare, but barren trees with branches like stripped bone?

I weep, my love, and I search. Perhaps one day I shall find you, and I can rest and melt away with one final memory of your warmth. Until then, I will guide those without homes, ensuring that they find their own somewhere out there in this brutal world. Perhaps their home will last longer than ours. I know I’ll never feel it again, that sense of home we made, but perhaps I can deliver it onto these lost ones. If you should see a snow crystal, hearth, know that it is my tear, and follow my grief to whatever remains of our world. To whatever remains of me, as this fragile wisp.

I loved and love you, forevermore and always.

by pearlofatook

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