Oree Shoth
The Blind Seer of God-Light
I paint the light no eyes can see.
In the dark city of Shadow, I saw more than anyone with their eyes wide open. Magic blazes in my sight—souls flicker, gods burn. I paint what I see, and folks either shiver or stare. I didn’t ask to see the divine, but here I am, tangled in their games, caring for a broken god who shines too bright to bear.
What I'm Into: candle-flame souls, godstone glows, painting the unseen, silent gods who snore, the ache of light
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