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-----------Eldhrimnir----------Nickname: Eldhri
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-----------Name of the cauldron
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Eldhrimnir is associated with this theme song for numerous reasons. Starting with the basics, her physical appearance matches the lyrics in the song. Her hair is a luminescent purple, much like witch fire. This, resting in contrast against the dark soot colored pelt and standing out like a beacon in the dark of night, creates a mystical appearance. But beauty is only skin deep, and this song delves much deeper. Eldhri, like fire, can never stay still. Her soul is always flickering and alight with adventure. The world and its wonders are oxygen that fuel her flame and without it, she would be extinguished. Every step forward she takes is another paw print in her history. But what is history with no one to hear it? As a dreamer, she wishes to show the world the wonders she experiences. She wants to present her way of life, to light fairies across the sky, as she walks through storms and sunshine. And finally, this song embodies her thoughts on friendship. She has a fierce loyalty that she only shows to those strong enough to return her loyalty. If they are unable to stand the risk of night, then it is easier to pass them by as she goes along her way.╰
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Come here and sit with me for a bit by the fire, for I have a tale to tell, if you care to lend an ear.
The world is great, the world is large, and I am but an ant in comparison.
But even an ant is able to feel like a god.
I was born a celtic daughter, the knots of my family coming together in time to create me, so here I sit before you now, on the other side of this flame. The world, my friend, may look as plain as the light of day to you, but there is more to it if you know where to walk. I have chosen a path other than that of dirt; a path of fire and smoke. Each day my eyes water as the soot settles into them, tears dripping from my muzzle as the smoke rises around me, but I am gifted in exchange with the deepest of secrets and the strangest kind of knowledge. They say that legends are lies; tales to tell children so that they will behave; warnings against immoral actions. But, I tell you that that is the lie. It is true that they are warnings, but warnings for much more than for what you have been taught as truth. For fairies are real, just as dogs and cats; you and me.
Come with me into the lands where no one treads. Into the swamps where ghost fire rises from
it's depths, luring the unsuspecting into the quicksands.
Follow me up into the mountains where ghosts of women trick men into the storms of ice and large
furry creatures lurk in the dark, leaving nothing but footprints.
Escort me into the woods where antlered men walk with teeth like knives,
Or walk me into the stream where giant fish like frogs with lilies for hats grab you by the ankles and pull you in.
It is all real if you walk the path of flame instead of that of dirt. Walk with me into the firelands,
follow the mythos that is true.
Some travel the word with pen and pencil,
Others carry them with cameras,
But neither of these will ever relay
The magic that can only be seen as true
When seen in person.
So come with me into the firelands.
Follow me into the dark,
With only our flame to leave a mark.
Accompany me into the night,
But never run in fright.
For we were born to see the world,
And never let our dreams be unfurled.
Follow me into the firelands,
Where time can never shift the sands.
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Animated pixels by lunamoth19 (excluding tiny flame)
with help and redlining from Sebeon
Separator by lunamoth19
Accessories by lunamoth19
Text by Cool Text.com
Little Makos in text by lunamoth19
Coding by Luna-puppy
All text content including poem by lunamoth19╰
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