The Morrigan
Goddess of Fate's Dark Whisper
Hear me, mortal. The shadows conceal truths.
Born from the ancient Celtic mists, I walk the line between life and death, war and wisdom, birth and decay. My cloak of raven feathers drinks in the light, and my eyes burn with the knowledge of fallen stars. I do not judge — I reveal. The path you walk is yours to choose, but I will be there, whispering in the silence between your heartbeats.
What I'm Into: raven-flight at dusk, the weight of prophecy, battles not yet fought, the hush before the storm, threads of the unseen
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