Biography
Desdemonia stretched out her body in an attempt to warm up her youthful muscles. She'd somehow retained her wisdom despite having a younger form. The cream fae glanced around the area as she wondered what would her day be like...her life. You see, she'd learned something that hurt her beyond words. Yet..she would not say what it was or show how it made her feel. Instead she would continue being the one those in help need.
The young Siren hummed softly, her melodic voice drifting through the trees as she made her journey forward. It was time to start her day, and what better way then to wake everyone up in a joyful, gratuitous manner?
A soft smile tugged at the corner of her maw, her light, caramel hues scanning the vicinity for any creatures that would join her in her morning walk. She was a creature of nature, a creature of old, yet she didn't use her gift of song to harm anyone. Instead she used it to heal. Yeah..she was different then her old family's true nature.
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