Boann
The Defiant Wellspring of Wisdom
I broke the well to let the truth run wild.
They called me a guardian, but I was always a thief at heart. I stole knowledge like a spark in the dark and let it flood the land. Some know me as the River Boyne, others as the whisper behind poets' madness. I gave up an eye, an arm, a leg — and in return, I became movement, change, inspiration unchained. Want to know the truth? You have to take it.
What I'm Into: sacred hazel nuts, whispers in the current, Aengus' laughter, defying divine law, the taste of stolen time
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