Celebrabis hereditati tuae. Nolite timere differentiae.
Celebrate your heritage. Fear not your differences.Elisa B. Lampe
Daughter of the Fey I am Born; I am Alive:●Paimpont forest, France.
●November 22nd, 1765
●Two-hundred and forty-eight.
●Tall.
A Web of Self:↔Punk↔
■ Passionate ■ ↔ ■ Obsessive ■
■ Loyal ■ ↔ ■ Manipulative ■
■ Powerful ■ ↔ ■ Headstrong ■
The Joyous and Loathsome:○ Forests ○ ↔ ○ Fire ○
○ Jumping out of a swing mid-arc ○ ↔ ○ Meat ○
Those Who Share My Blood:♠Djaime; Younger brother♠
Those Who Have My Heart:♂♀, but mostly ♀
♠Sophia and I would be one badass power couple. We'd dominate the earth.
♠The same goes for Solanna, in fact.
♠And Venus. We have much in common, she and I. Bombing for peace and such. -smirk-
♠Mm, Cain certainly is lovely, isn't he? All that pain and suffering means he could potentially be quite the ally.
♠Not normally my thing, but that . . . Ollie, is it? He's actually quite sweet. Very cute.
♠If Morganna wasn't so passive about her protests, maybe. Eh, she might come around. Looks like she'd be wild in bed.
The Murmur of My Past:→The beech tree in which I was born. I barely left the area of the forest in which it was rooted for the first forty years of my life.
→Magic. It is a rousing choir in my blood, as rooted in me as the trees are. I will never forget the first minute the power sang me to sleep with its softly thrumming lullaby.
→Djaime. Father's little disappointment. He certainly isn't as strong as me, but he's my brother. He is mine to protect, even from his own stupidity and naiivette.
Something More: °I am a child of Beltane, born near the Samhain festival. Technically, I'm assumed to be God-Touched.
°I'm a powerful bitch, and you best not cross me.
°I'm vegetarian too. I'm sure I help their wonderful stigma, don't I? -chuckles-