Username:
☼ IcyWolf99
Name:
☼ Celeste, meaning "Heavenly" and associated with the "Sun"
Gender:
☼ Female
Personality
☼ Celeste isn't the smartest stone in the bucket, but in a way she's the brightest!
Celeste is definitely a daydreamer, often creating fantasies while gazing at the sky.
She has high creativity and imagination, thinking of her fabricated world most of the day.
Celeste is very carefree, and doesn't care much about anything, really.
She seems a bit stoic, but she does care sometimes.
If you give her a reason to.
She is quite content the way she is though, and feels no need to change it.
She has no idea how to make friends, or act around anyone, being isolated most of her life.
She is hard to displease, hard to anger, and hard to talk too.
She is like a rock.
Although, rocks are not afraid of the dark.
In the Morning -☼ Dawn has just broke over the horizon, and Celeste is up and out already! Celeste is an early bird, often getting up before dawn to watch the beautiful sunrise, and spend the day to it's fullest.
The Sky -☼ One of Celeste's hobbies is looking at the sky. Sometimes she paints or sketches it, even if her artistic skills are only average. Nonetheless, she loves gazing at azure blue skies, filled with white, wonderful clouds.
Cirrus Clouds -☼ These clouds are definitely Celeste's favourite type of clouds. They look wispy and mysterious, plus they remind her of herself, and the patterns on her fur.
We all have favourites, and Celeste does too!
Favourites :☼ Food: Oranges, or as a meal, trout.
☼ Drink: Tea, preferably herbal.
☼ Colour: Blue as the sky, or gold as the Sun.
☼ Flower: Peach Coloured Roses
☼ Weather: Sunny days with a hint of clouds
The Day drags on - ☼ It's afternoon now, and the sun is still clear in the sky!
Celeste can't wait to get started on her afternoon activities!
After swimming in the cerulean sea in the haze of the afternoon,
Celeste enjoys other relaxing, more peaceful activities.
She enjoys to listen to music, as well as gazing at the sky,
or sketch, depending on her mood.
Being athletic, she also enjoys running with the breeze,
and dancing as well, which looks like graceful leaping.
Flower gathering, as well.
Celeste is definitely a daydreamer,
thinking of fantasies while listening to music,
to calm her broken soul.
Theme Song -
Perfect Day (by Yanagi Nagi)
This song suits her well, because mainly, the song is about a "Perfect Day", which feels like everyday to Celeste. The song is also very peaceful, which gives an atmosphere like when Celeste gazes at the sky, or daydreams.
The song is a bit lonely, which Celeste feels sometimes, because she only knows herself.
And this last verse reflects very well on Celeste's days-
Perfect Day Lyrics wrote:"Such a perfect day,
When I stop and look up at the sky,
I’ll soar through that stretch of cloud in that pale blue canvas,
to the same sky from that day
So now, just once more,
I reached out my hand,
I reached out my hand."
-Yanagi Nagi
Flower Garden☼ Celeste visits her garden frequently, especially in the afternoon and evenings. It offers her a sense of peace, as well as beauty. Her flower garden is just a small patch of her favourite flowers, from peach coloured roses, to snow-white lilies, to bright purple crocuses, and golden sunflowers. A strange mix, it may be, but to Celeste, it's a piece of herself.
Peach Tree, Orange Tree.☼ Celeste owns two trees in her garden as well. A peach tree, and and orange tree. They are both smaller than usual, and yet they bear enough fruit to satisfy Celeste's petty hunger. She loves both trees, because she loves fruits, and because they seem to loom over her small garden, protecting her flowers from any harm.
Its dark out...☼ The night has fallen, and Celeste has ventured back into her house.
Celeste is afraid of the dark you see, and so she has lamps to light the way.
She enters her beachside cottage, and shares a story with us within the brightly lit bedroom.
I am afraid of the dark.
It seems childish, I know.
But leaping shadows seem to want to tear me apart everywhere I turn.
It's probably because of my "wild imagination".
But monsters lie in the dark.
Waiting to creep out and lash at you.
So I have my lamps to light.
I never can sleep in absolute darkness.
Maybe I am afraid of the dark, because in the dark I can't see.
And when I can't see, I don't know what will happen, I cannot protect myself.
Maybe that's it.
Or maybe it's because I always live in the light, and I just haven't given the black night a chance.
Maybe it's that reason.
Or maybe it's just because-
I am afraid of the dark.
End.
