Biography
With every breath a silent sigh
And every blink a stifled tear
With every thought a fleeting dream
To leave the choking fear
one wishes for the dawn to rouse
the sleeper from his nightmare ache
but time is frozen in dark drowze
and waking is too late
Breeding Info
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| Personality
When wolves howl, does the moon listen?
No, but it's reflection does.
As the oracle of the pack, she speaks prophecies - fortunes and calamaties at once too epic and too vague for any preparation. But no doubt she has a gift with words - her voice, despite its raspy crackling, entrances listeners, weaving the future into song and poem, at once glistening with hope and rusty with despair.
She emits an aura of melancholy, yet she herself does not feel it. She feels nothing really, perhaps a sort of emptiness at most, because though she can see far into the future, she cannot see past the living, and death, her own future - all death seems to be is a void.
Preferences
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Special Skills
Burn the Witch
Daydreaming
Decks Dark
Desert Island Disk
Full Stop
Glass Eyes
Identikit
The Numbers
Present Tense
Tinker Tailor Soldier
True Love Waits
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