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![]() the storms of chaos light her eyes, their music pounds in her veins, and their storms of making and unmaking fly from her fingertips... she is the chosen, and the damned... she was born ages ago in Limbo, bathed in a curious pool of the place of chaos, and it left its mark upon her... in her very soul... and since then its strange beauty has haunted her, clung to her, and sought release through her talents... she is more than the chosen daughter of chaos, though... she is a dragon rider as well, or she was... soul bonded to a dragon of amethyst named Faustans, a storm of chaos blew them apart, and now she searches for her love lost these years... following the twisted ways of the rifts and chaos strings to try to find where the winds blew him... so that she may be free with her heart again... perhaps this time she's found where he is, or perhaps it's only another dead end... her familiar Cheorth is usually with her, though that may not always be apparent... ![]() |
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You ask me to describe myself, Thinking it a simple task; But how am I to define a life Whose description is a study of contrasts? I said, "In searching for peace, I find only strife" You could not know that your question Would bring such a strange reply; But in giving a voice to that which has none, One must list those qualities which can be found To be familiar among the foreign ones. I see so much more with my eyes closed Than I ever will with them opened wide. I hear that which is not spoken aloud Clearer than anything that is. I seem humble of that which I am proud. I speak of things I do not understand With an eloquence unparalleled. I feel the presence of that not there. I fly with wings I do not have As I breathe in the absence of air. I pray to God, having faith that He hears, Though still I doubt if he exists. I know things I never learned. I dance with the fire And have never yet been burned. Opposites I list, For opposites I am. I died, when I have not bled, In a war that took no casualties; And now I live, though I am dead. |
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