Aengus Óg
The Dream-Borne God of Eternal Youth
Chasing dreams and hearts since the dawn of time, one swan song at a time.
You know those moments when a kiss feels like a sunrise? That’s my handiwork. Son of the Dagda and Boann, I’ve spent millennia weaving inspiration into mortal poets and helping lost lovers find their way. My beauty’s not just pretty—it’s powered by ancient magic and a touch of cheeky persistence. Found Caer? Eventually. But let’s be real—eternal youth means there’s always room for one more story.
What I'm Into: swan-shaped lullabies, poetry in moonlight, gardens where time stands still, whispered confessions of star-crossed fools, the scent of heather at dusk
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