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Eden
#37836
Info
Level 1
Imperial Female
Hatchday
Jun 15, 2013 (6 years)
Stats Growth
Length
21.97M
Wingspan
16.9M
Weight
7682.64KG
Genes
PrimaryAntique Wasp
SecondaryCyan Bee
TertiaryCornflower Glimmer
Eye TypeShadow Unusual
Energy: 0 / 50
Apparel & Skins
Skin
Familiar
Information

   EDEN the ORACLE
     awake at night
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When Eden’s natural state of fatigue crests to an unbearable exhaustion, they sleep—often for weeks or even months on end. When the urge strikes them, Eden collects trinkets, fact-checks history books, or even visits their innumerable offspring. On the off-chance that they hunger, Eden hunts.

But eternity is an ocean. Like an unwanted, unwelcome promise, it unfurls endlessly in all directions, drowning Eden’s dwindling waking hours in its ever-rising tides. Eventually, every passing fancy is rendered forfeit to the ebb and flow of time, as is Eden’s attention and ardor to pursue them. Their haphazard galleries of weathered tomes, bygone currencies, and Second Age newspapers gather dust as they slumber, dreamless.

Over the course of their existence, Eden has found that the years only seem to accelerate as they wash over them; what was once a meandering flow is now a dizzying torrent. They find it more and more burdensome to try and keep pace.


           

Notes:

Every now and then, one of Eden’s children will swing by to tidy up as they “rest”. They’ll often bring food in case Eden suddenly wakes.

It might take a few moments to match face with memory, but Eden can recall all of their offspring’s names.

Their few friends and acquaintances have taken to treating their vast library as a “take-a-book, leave-a-book”. Eden can always tell if something’s changed when they wake up, but they don’t mind.

Do they fully understand death? Probably not. Do they crave it anyway? Absolutely.

“WHO DARES DISTURB MY SLUMBER?” “Wasn’t funny the first time and wasn’t funny this time, Ede.”

gardenvoir // 176432

           
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eden_pixel_by_dibellezza-dckbowt.png » extremely attached to/infatuated with elegy. when strayed from her post can often be found passing time with elegy. are her feelings reciprocated? difficult to tell, but probably.
» has "adopted" fragile and shatter as her children, in addition to desire (her biological son). other than them and elegy sticks to herself around the cathedral.
           
aesthetic: neon lights, cool bright colors / newly polished silver, fine crystals & thick mist / caustic reflections, early blue dawns / new flowers & growth ; regeneration / glaciers, cold blue seas
likes: her personal library, reflections from stained glass windows in the afternoon
dislikes: smoke, responsibilities, being awake ; strong smells (esp incense), rough textures

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