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β’β’ n a m e : xxxlilith averescu
β’β’ a l i a s : xx vremena
β’β’ h u m a nxxn a m e : xxx evelyn abrahams
β’β’ a g e : xxx six-hundred sixty-six
β’β’ s e x u a l i t y : xxx pansexual
β’β’ c o u r t : xxx winter
β’β’ r o l e : xxx seekerxxxtracker
β’β’ o c c u p a t i o n : xxx court recorder
β’β’ p r i m a r yxxp o w e r : xxx memory
β’β’ t h o u g h txxc o l o u r : xxx#6d2f2f
β’β’ d i a l o g u exxc o l o u r : xxx#83665c
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βββββHe moved forwards - towards me - as if passing through befogged pillars Of a once mighty temple.
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VANITY xxxhad never suited a Fae like Lilith who knew all too well how the world perceived her. For in the reflection of a looking glass it told her that the creature it saw before itself was no less a Fae than it was a monster. Forming and reforming as though she herself were made of mist β or simply a ghost that couldnβt quite remember itβs corporeal form β a set of horribly pale eyes seemed out of place; like frostbite it burned with a gelidity that seemed at odds with its nature. Too gentle for Lilith to have ever been born with its blue hue, it seemed almost a crime to have displaced them from their original owner. The girl from which she gauged the eyes out of seemed to think so.
The bitterness of having a rapidly deteriorating power seemed to pave way for an even more bitter existence. To endlessly recreate herself with every shift of the stars, gleaming and shining and mocking the person of which she had become, her presence in the universe was precarious at best and ill-fated at worst. A fitting destiny for a Fae that had never strived for anything more than to simply exist.
Perhaps her human form would mend her own wary perception of herself in the way Fae could never do. Autumn colored hair, she would look alive and so full of life it would be impossible to ignore the way she demanded attention. Deep, dark, and oh so lovely, she deluded herself in an idealized version of her being, which caused hope to begin to bubble like an impossible dream lead astray.
Lilith liked to think that as a human she would no longer feel as though her world was always a degree off center; a momentβs notice from pushing her off the edge of the universe without so much as a good-bye.
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TIME xxx has no remorse for those who care too little or for those who care too much. An overflowing creature of knowledge, it stops for no one and lurks within the invisible confines of space. Lilith had seen it before, and will see it with every brush against an object. It haunts her every waking moment, the power she has, and leaves her wistful for an instant that can never be reclaimed. A tragedy that has no bounds, she seems paralyzed with time.
To come upon the realization that her life would never be her own, the quick admittance to that fact seemed to propel her future forward. For in her mind, the role she was meant to play was given to her for a reason and she would have to be be a fool to dismiss it. The universe had spoken, and rarely if ever, was it wrong. She simply had to hope that whatever life she was meant to live would be one of consequence. To be so otherwise would not only devastate her, it would destroy her very essence.
Winter had never been a friend of Lilithβs for the iciness of its season seemed to permanently create a space in her sighs; a single breath created stars in the air which dazzled brilliantly within the light of day. It surrounded her invariably and leeched off whatever warmth she had to offer, and yet she did all that she could to embrace it. She let her fingers go numb with the pain of ice and wandered within the court with only a dress to cover her form. So desperately she wished to become like the cold that inhabited her home she would do anything to be accepted by it. But it did not care for her efforts. It did not care for anything, it simply was.
Lilith had never been one to try and befriend those who could not see the future so clearly. She hadnβt wanted to deal with those beneath her. Perhaps not in station, but in attitude and aptitude where the psyche of Fae could be evaluated without remorse. She was, for all intents and purposes, an academic who strived to know everything and anything. To understand the reasons behind every action, to unearth secrets that had never once been whispered, to express herself in a way that conversation did not allow β the true purpose of knowledge was not simply to bide her time, it was to arm herself in the only way she could.
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Dewy mornings xxx Sugary drinks xxx Handwritten journals xxx Painted art xxx Burgundy xxx Stone or concrete xxx Whispers & sighs xxx Lanterns xxx Fire xxx The way rain seems to sparkle when it hits the floor xxx xxx Writing xxx Lavish furniture xxx Smoke xxx Word games xxx Composing xxx Asrais xxx Walking on Frozen Lakes xxx Fine Dinning xxx Leather xxx Fruits and berries xxx Water xxx Will-o'-the-wisps xxx Pansies xxx
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Humans xxx Heathers xxx Banshees xxx Scorching Heat xxx
Dark rooms xxx Confined spaces xxx Tears xxx Kelpie meat xxx Repetition xxx Spoiled milk xxx Messy handwriting xxx Wings x Apples xxx Off key singers xxx Shrill sounds xxx Clouds x Those who don't read xxx Goblins xxx Mentions of familiar ties xxx Overly sad stories xxx Woe-is-me personalities xxx Summer Court xxx Velvet xxx Masks xxx
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ACADEMIC xxx Perhaps not intelligent inartistically, Lilith prides herself on knowing a little bit of everything. Having read libraries worth of texts, it would be almost impossible not to be smart with all that she seemingly knows.
DEDICATED xxxPride may not be her downfall, but her loyalty may be. She's far too willing to do the things she feels she must for a cause she believes in. She'll persevere no matter the circumstance, and perhaps that with an uncanny amount of luck she's so far been very successful in all her endeavors.
CONTROL xxxLilith had never been one to lash out or been spontaneous in anything. She does everything with patience and that precision that might even think she's doing nothing at all. Her power for one is something she's particularly proud of.
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TIME xxxHaving so many memories floating in her mind has made Lilith unaware of the passage of time. She regularly forgets what year it is, and at times believes another persons memory is her own. It's a slippery slope she can't help but fall under.
SNITCH xxxShe had never been the type of Fae to keep secrets from keeping her awake. She'll tell the court of dissents, tell the wife of a cheat that they're husband is unfaithful, tell the baker who the mysterious bread thief is - why should she care if they get in trouble, they're not her problem.
APATHETIC xxxLilith has no remorse for the people she ruins the lives of. She does not care for the sad stories that come attached with every living being. If she did she'd have run out of tears the moment she was born.
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MEMORY xxxLilith has the ability to see the history of any object or any person. The control she maintains over her power is uncanny, for more than simply viewing whatever history an object wishes her to see, she can choose a specific time related to it. Who had touched, the scene surrounding it, it plays much like a movie to Lilith who views it as nothing more than that. For living beings however, she can do the same only when their guards are let down. However, her ability works passively as well where even when she doesn't wish to see the history of an object/being she does so anyway. In that case it will showcase to her whatever it wishes at that point.
LIMITATIONS & DRAWBACKS xxxBare contact needs to be in order for her power to work, that being skin to skin or skin to object. Her visions, while clear most of the time, can only be affected by the presence of iron. It blurs whatever history she's trying to see, and weakens her ability to being only passive. As well, every one-hundred years she must take the eyes of another as with every passing second her eyes become cloudy until they eventually turn white. When they turn a solid color her powers will no longer work until she exchanges one set of eyes for another.
E q u i p m e n t xxxA headpiece made of solid gold keeps her feet grounded, and from floating above the ground.
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THE ROOM xxx echoed with a silence that seemed to Lilith the loudest sound of all. Perhaps it was the pervasive feeling of being an intruder within a house they claimed she lived in; or maybe it was the way a boy with dark brown hair seemed to stare in disbelief at her, as though willing a nightmare to go away. Lilith could do nothing but shift her weight as though it would balance the uncanny guilt she felt toward people she did not know β and she did not know them. How foolish did they have to be to think she was their daughter?
The furniture spoke of no past, no family, no known history between her and them. In fact, it said nothing at all. They were just as much a stranger to her as she was to them. So why did they insist she was? To bring them to her level, a conviction worse than death? Her power had never failed to her, hadnβt since she first recognized it for what it was β a gift.
Which was why when the Winter Court officials came in to collect the family Lilith knew she was not a part of, she simply left and continued with the life she had before. One where she worked for the Winter Court and on the side weeded out those who wished to disobey the King, like that of the family she convicted.
( Let it be known however, that her self-proclaimed mastery of her art did not indeed mean she knew everything there was to know about it. It simply meant, she maintained control to to the point where it reconciled with her lack of knowledge. It was to be precise, a pride Faeβs folly.
A misjudgment of her own power lead to the demise of the only people who had cared for her. Their screams a haunting reminder of the family she had forsaken because she was too enamored with herself and her ability. A mistake she was sure to correct, for now when she finds those who wish to dissent, she does so with full knowledge of what it means to destroy. )
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f a c e c l a i mxxxkyra wennersten
p l a y e dxxb yxxxverix