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he/she/xe/zir

Mighty Lair

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Starwood Strand

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lore thread - about me

Stars are beings of mystery.

No one knows where they came from, or where they go when they die; they burn so brightly, only to fade out into obscurity. They’re all different sizes, all different shapes— some have dents or bumps and others have rocks and vapor, some have holes or huge craters, and sometimes they have a mix; but they all share one thing:

A knowingness of their nonhumanity.

Stars are alive, no matter how hard we try to bury the information, no matter how hard we try to forget, to hide. Stars are individual. Stars are breathing.

And so, what happens when said stars take shapes with horns and scales and talons? What happens when said stars, sick of being forgotten, turn from dust to beings with a form that no one can ignore?