[ Can Gift / Trade for other Stygian only ]
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A nightmare of walking through a foggy field of nemophila flowers. Even the sky is blotted out by the dark gray, and the flower field seems to be endless. Yet you walk on - because you can hear, or at least you think you can hear, a faint lullaby in the distance. It tugs at you, reminds you of something you'd perhaps forgotten. Every so often, as you disturb the flowers, a cluster of glowing white moths bursts from the foliage and flits off into the foggy distance. And as you go, you find with growing awareness that you do not remember how you got here. You do not remember where you came from. You do not remember where you've been. You do not remember your name. You do not remember. Yet the lullaby goes on.
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Name: Floraison |
Nightmare of: Fleeting Memories, Slipping Through Your Grasp like Shards of Light |
Title: Lullaby of the Past |
Pronouns: He/Him
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