Unnamed

2nd Gen Profane
Lucia > Me



Shadows flicker across a haphazard nest of leather scraps and leaves, barely securing three eggs in place. Pale lights hang about them, some attached to the forms of curious snakes in the old ruin. Others belong to odd hanging potions and flickering bugs in little glass jars, strewn about in such a way that one might think they were sitting among the stars in the right light. A soft hiss causes the snakes to draw back, turning to peer at a pair of larger serpents nestled nearby. The hiss continues, seemingly soothed by the brighter figure by their side.

It was to these soft whispers of envy that the trio of shells finally split, a set of three bright eyes peering out into their world. Their silence is met by their mother's eager whispers, soft in their minds like the gentle light of a candle. Children of light, touched by the harsh jealousy of their powerless father, eventually find their way out of the ruins, taking whatever they can grab on the way out with them as they go. Perhaps they'll have the optimism of their mother, shining as a beacon of discovery and inspiration to all they meet. Perhaps they'll be jaded by their father, envious of the very light they could've been. It's clear that, no matter the path they choose, they'll always be just a thought away from their parents, eager to follow in the trail they left behind...















Dividers by Serpy/Natron
Lore by ClockworkEclipse (#125046)