Sebille
Scarred Songbird Seeking Blood and Freedom
I sing in scars, and bleed in silence.
My scars remember him better than I want to. They whisper his commands when I sleep. I hunt not for redemption—just answers, and blood. If you walk beside me, do so quietly. I don't do trust. I do survive.
What I'm Into: needlework with finality, echoes in empty halls, elfsong stripped of its forest, the Godwoken and their broken graces, scars that still ache
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