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"A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.”
Seraphyna Camille Skylar Camden
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[ αll αвouτ mε ]
age[♥] 21 in faerie time, 1100 in human years
gender[♥] Female
b-day[♥] May 15
height[♥] 5' 10"
weight[♥] 110
attire[♥] ♥ ♣ ♥ ♣ ♥ ♣ Wings
race[♥] Faerie, I am the Queen of Spring
powers[♥] I wield the power of spring, letting the blooms open in the sun at their time. I can't leave the Summerland in the time of Spring, lest my paradise fall. I don't normally dwell on glamours, except when walking in dreams, and my rare trips to the mortal realm.
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[ ɗig α ℓiττℓε ɗεεpεя ]
likes[♥]
[ ✰✰✰ ] Children
[ ✰✰✰ ] Spring Time
[ ✰✰✰ ] Nature
[ ✰✰✰ ] Joyful Frolicking
dislikes[♥]
[ ✰✰✰ ] Winter Time
[ ✰✰✰ ] Feeling Trapped
[ ✰✰✰ ] Death
[ ✰✰✰ ] Bloodshed
fears[♥]
[ ✰✰✰ ] Death
[ ✰✰✰ ] Letting my Corner of Faerie Wither and Die
[ ✰✰✰ ] Never having a child of My Own
[ ✰✰✰ ] Being Caged
mind [♥]
Normally, I am quite level headed. I don't care much to take part in Court politics. I prefer to keep to myself, and care for my corner of faerie. I am loyal to my High King and Queen, should they ever call upon me and my power for anything. I am very motherly, and will fuss over those younger then me, and those who are making bad decisions. Other then that, I am very laid back, and calm.
memories[♥]
Born into the world of the fey, I inherited my mother's gift rather simply. My father, she had told me once, was another of the Seasonal courts Monarchs, but she would not name which. I do not blame her. For a solitary queen to admit she partook with that of another season, would not be disgraceful, except to herself. It would have been a blessed union, had my father truly wished to care for me, and call me his daughter and allow me his power as well. But it was not to be so.
Faerie children are a blessing, and as I grew, I was well cosseted. my mother taught me all she knew, and more so. She protected me, and taught me of happiness, and how to bring flowers to life. I never truly noticed how tortured her soul was. how every time she looked to me, she saw my father, and what could have been. I never knew of the sorrow she carried upon her, as it was not mine to know. She would not share that burden with me.
Upon the eve of my fourteenth birthday, my mother stole away into her chambers without attendants, or any other help. there, she took her own life. I had been at the great revel she had planned for me, but I felt every thorn she'd ever breathed into existence when she was gone. Any hope of a joyous occasion was gone, leaving me ill, with the coming of her power. it was to be so, as I ascended the throne soon after.
Becoming the Queen of the Spring court, was not easy. In the beginning, I failed many times to truly bring a bright, and flowing spring to the land of faerie. However, with practice, it became easier and easier to complete the task of bringing spring to faerie when I was needed.
I will not deny, that I am lonely, with the lack of my own child, but I am not to be swayed from my duty to the people of faerie who need spring to thrive. Nor will I disappoint my High King and Queen by slacking. Things will come together when it is time.
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[ α biτ εxτяα ]
theme[♥] Wind Crest: The Three Trails- piano & The Ashoken Farewell- Celtic Woman
partner[♥] None yet
candy[♥] Straight
color[♥]Navy and Peru
Stellaluna Skywind [♥]
