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moonbaki · 2 years
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2am sketchy of Mylanea Shadespear
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aydriis · 3 years
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Dolent
There was something to be said for the push and pull of waves against the grains of sand upon the beach. Twisting, caressing, molding, and shaping patterns of natural consequence in their wake of the tide. Lingering tastes of salt upon the breeze settled into a familiar feeling in the back of Aydri’s throat.
Fingers curled to grasp the sand beneath them. A movement that saw just as much fall through the cracks to return with the water's edge in a pensive manner. While there were small ticks and twitches to indicate that Aydri was sitting there--The woman beside her hardly moved from the curled position that was taken up the moment the two were on the beach.
The passive silence carried on from the sun beginning to touch the horizon and into the murky dusk that began to creep along with the incoming tide. It was one matter speaking to a kin who hadn’t been seen in a long time.
Another matter entirely if they were thought to have been devoid of life.
“How can I help you, Mylanea?”
Parted lips echoed out reproachfully. If one were not close, it could have easily been mistaken as a whisper of the tide spray.
Dully gleaming hues barely held any reflection of the fading light that began to cast longer shadows. They stayed fixated on the line where the ocean and sky met in a wandering gaze with a small spasm running through her hand being the only signal that she wasn’t a statue.
“Solace of mind...I cannot achieve such. Glimpses of shards...Essence of what has desperately tried to break through fades each passing shift of the sun. It is not long now.”
A flash of indignation and disdain snapped Aydri’s head towards Mylanea, gritting her teeth. Partly at the woman, yet it felt more so to the meaning behind words spoken. The moments over the past few months had built up a frail, yet developing trust. Bits of personality and a mirage of what once was had begun to branch out. A small victory against the forces who’d seemingly conspired against the odds towards them. In that moment--It all felt to be crumbling.
“You’re goin’ to give up so easily? Let them continue to take away from your own chance at fate after everythin’? I refuse to believe that. We can help you, Mylanea. I want to help you and---”
“Aydri’lyssa.”
The slow cant of Mylanea’s head and the sudden tone shift that asserted a sense of desolate pleading saw Aydri quiet imminently. It was rare that the woman ever garnered such a tone, and it saw a sharp twinge of unease cross through Aydri. The two stared at one another in a creeping silence that blocked out the rolling waves before them. 
Small noises of cloth shifting saw gloves that were never removed finally slide off. Even against the fading light, the swirls of unnatural, inky darkness that trailed from nails all the way up past Mylanea’s elbows were clear. Thick veins of the same hue branched out from the end like a creeping vine towards her shoulders. Cracks of red from dried blood and now wet ones beginning to form could be seen.
“Ukushona.”
The strange language was immediately recognized. A myriad of emotions flickered through Aydri’s expression to the word--the meaning. 
Death.
Contorting into dread and confusion, teal strands began to whip in the breeze with a firm shake of her head. Words began to pour out in a river of compelling thought and disbelief.
“They...They are gone. It was all destroyed and we..we saved you. If...If I had known that you still existed outside the depths of my memories and mind, I would have come straight back. Burned the entire place to the ground and shred them apart if it meant that we’d be alright. I’m still going to help you, Mylanea. There are people here that have more ability than I currently do. Those that wish to see you better just as much as me….It’ll be alright. We will--”
The tangent of words that edged onto hysteria to perhaps try and calm herself halted when an inky hand gently rested against one of Aydri’s shoulders. Creases of distress along her wavering eyes stared back into Mylanea’s dull, yet forlorn ones.
“I succumbed the day I was slain. What is left...are fragments. Pieces that cannot be mended and will soon enough wither alongside the shadows that trail behind us. You saved pieces of me...But I am still to fade, sister.”
Numbness accented by a thick, almost choking swallow held back the onset of turmoil that threatened to rise up from Aydri’s throat and spill onto her cheeks from her eyes. Her head continued to shake, a hand of her own placed over Mylanea’s.
“But you are here...with me. With us. I can sense your soul--They don’t control you anymore!”
Mylanea’s lips turned into a soft, tormented flicker of a smile.
“It is not them. I have...chosen this. For so long, I was merely a vessel. An asset to inflict suffering and plague the minds of innocents. You know it too well as I do. I am trapped in this body...A waiting game to tip the scales. My purpose was...to kill you. Kill all others by your side as the Temple fell. This…”
The words trailed as an arm lifted. Droplets of blood fell softly to stain the sands below.
“This is what was meant to be used. Its course is already...streaming through my veins. Each day is not only a prison of the mind...but a prison of pain in all aspects of the word. It is made bearable….By you. By our family...and the hope of those to come.”
Her hand gestured to the ever growing bump of Aydri’s stomach--The latter woman opened her mouth for more protests but stopped once more. Mylanea’s gaze narrowed purposefully despite the anguish that flickered behind her hues.
“It is not over. Even now...They are seeking to continue past the Veil and bring the chaos and destruction that He wishes. Anything and everything..will be used as a ploy for the upperhand. Me...and perhaps even your children that are to come. I have resolved...to bide my time. If I am to fade and continue to suffer until that time arrives...Then I shall make them suffer too. Not only for what they’ve twisted my body and soul into...But for you, Aydri’lyssa. For our mother. For our father. For every soul they have destroyed.”
A choked sob of opposition couldn’t be held back as Aydri clenched her jaw and sniffed. If everything that had resembled a victory in the past was crumbling….It was devastated now. The resolution in Mylanea was firm. There was no dancing around the fact that they both knew now exactly what had to be done.
Could she even bring herself to accept it?
“I can’t let you do that, Mylanea. You don’t deserve to suffer anymore. Let us help you--We’ve defeated them and set them back once. The next time, they will be decimated. Don’t...Don’t let yourself perish because of it.”
A rare plea croaked from Aydri’s lips. The gentle squeeze against the hand that held Aydri’s shoulder was the only indication that Mylanea began to slip away and stand from the sand. The soft, flickering smile stayed as she gazed at the woman.
“I know you will, falore. This is the path that I have chosen….The first choice I’ve had in thousands of years suffering repression. All I ask...And even plead to you...Is that you respect that. It is of my own will and something I truly believe to see through. If it brings all of them down...I wish for nothing more.”
Fading steps marked Mylanea’s departure towards the family home while her words echoed on the sea breeze and barely marked above the growing swell of waves. Rumbles of thunder on the distant horizon marked the shift of cooler winds and rising of the tides before Aydri’s form.
Gathering herself up to sink her feet into the sand with each step, she eventually stopped when the water pooled around her ankles in a cool embrace. The growing winds whipped teal strands around with a few clinging to the tears that were beginning to stain her cheeks.
Aydri screamed into the night.
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aydriis · 3 years
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Aydri Things
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Name: Aydri’lyssa Seawalker (Aydri)
Alias/Nicknames: Trouble, Zeppy, Bingo, Kah
Gender: Female
Age: 6,102
Zodiac: Scorpio
Abilities/Talents
No Bullshit ™️
Stealth Supreme
Agility (Flexible, slippery like a snake)
Alignment:  lawful / neutral / chaotic / good / neutral / evil 
Religion: She acknowledges Elune and her presence, but is not devout. A few personal practices seem to mimic those much like Loa worship...but she doesn’t have a specific god that she reveres. There’s a point made not to.
Sins: envy / greed / gluttony / lust / pride / sloth / wrath 
Virtues: charity / chastity / diligence / humility / justice / kindness / patience 
Languages: Darnassian, Common, Zandali, Orcish, Some Sign, Thieve’s Cant
Family: 
@shaeshine​ (Husband)
Viz’Alia Seawalker (Daughter In-Law)
Selaciea Shadespear (Mother - Deceased(?))
Mylanea Shadespear (Sister)
Friends: 
@mysticelf (Azura), @revthepunchbear (Reveria), @eilitheandiel (Eilithe), @zephiandco (Varmira), @bad-rper (Cichol, Glade), @horrible-mailman (Saeteth), @velerodra-valesinger (Velerodra), and many others to get into shit with!
Sexuality: heterosexual / bisexual / pansexual / homosexual / demisexual / asexual / unsure / other
Relationship Status: single / partnered / engaged / married / widowed / open relationship / divorced / not ready for dating / it’s complicated
Libido: sex god / very high / high / average / low / very low / non-existent
Build: slender / average / athletic / muscular / curvy / other
Hair: white / blonde / brown / red / black / other (Teal)
Eyes: brown / blue  / gray / green / black / other (Silver/Pale Blue)
Skin: pale / fair / olive / light brown / brown / dark / other
Height: 6′7′’
Scars: 
- Across bridge of nose
- Left temple
- Many, many, small and different ones all over
- Long and jagged scar on outer right thigh
dogs or cats || birds or bugs || snakes or spiders || coffee or tea || ice cream or cake || fruits or vegetables || sandwich or soup || magic or melee || sword or bow || summer or winter || spring or autumn || past or future (PRESENT OR NOTHING)
Songs that remind you of them: 
1. The In-Between - In This Moment
2. Mount Everest - Labrinth
3. Pyre- Son Lux
Tagged by: @eilitheandiel<3
Tagging: Whoever!
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