║Username:║
thebestizwiz
║Name:║
Seytan (Sey-Tan)
║Gender:║
Male
║Home:║
He lives in the outskirts of a mild desert. More about it in his backstory.
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║Backstory:║
He lived in the comfortably in the outskirts of a mild desert, where there was plenty of heat. But it was habitable, a lot more plants and trees, creating scare shade and cool grass to lay down in the morning. When he was getting ready to leave his home to become independent, things took a very horrifying twist.
His mother and twin sister died one morning during a drought, from lack of water. This left him on his own, and he needed water and food. His only hope was to journey in search of that. He left his home and promptly got lost in the vast desert.
After several days, he found a oasis under to a rocky outcropping. Hardy trees and sparse grass sprang all around it. It was drying up, but it would be fine for now. He stayed there, and by a stroke of luck, a very light rain came down. He saw it as a sign that good comes in the darkest of times. He continues to live there today, and people nearby swear on rainy days, red mist rises up from the oasis, dancing and curling in the drizzle.
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║Story:║
Seytan remembered going to bed, thirsty and hot. He tossed in a fitful dream, over and over, only half asleep. The heat was gripping him in an uncomfortable grasp, and he couldn't rest. He turned on his side, and waited for dawn to come.
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When the sun finally rose, he creep out in search of the morning prey. He didn't normally do this by himself, but he wanted his mother and sister to rest. He didn't have to go very far anyway. A dehydrated rabbit lay dead, unpicked by vultures. It would have to do, as prey was hard to come by in addition to water. He sank his teeth into dry pelt and meat of the poor rabbit and carried it back home. The sun was even higher, and he could clearly see everything now.
There, he saw a horrible sight. His mother and sister's mist was gone. He nudged his motionless mother and sister. He prodded at them with his paw. After a while, he sat down, and buried his nose into their pelt. Nothing could bring them back. Thoughts swirled in his mind about what he should do. He couldn't cry, as there was no spare moisture to do so. He dragged their bodies farther into their cave, leaving a trail of dust behind him. He licked their pelts clean with his dry mouth. There he sat, overwhelmed with grief until the next day.
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As the sun peeked into the depths of the cave, he made a decision. He needed water, and where there was water there was food. He whispered a soft goodbye to his dead kin and dragged himself out of the cave. He turned to look once. He pushed himself three steps farther. He couldn't do it. He collapsed, the emotional strain too much. A whirling headache formed. He couldn't leave his sister and mother. Even if they were dead. There was too much love he had for them.
But he had to.
He got up, and stumbled across the desert. His need lead him. He blindly followed. Days passed, and he was extremely dehydrated. A raindrop fell. A single raindrop. Right onto his nose. It slid down and sinked into the crevices of his mouth. His heart danced at the thought of rain and he keep going.
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After a little time, he saw a tree rising in the distance. A tree! He walked faster then he had done and reached the beautiful sight. A large puddle, which would normally be a sparkling oasis. But it was enough. He dipped his head, feeling as if he was in slow motion. His parched tongue reached down to the water, and he treasured each drop. Before long, he had drank his fill and settled under the shade of a rocky outcropping. He decided to stay, at least for a little while.
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A drop fell on his nose. He looked up, and a light rain began to fall. He sprang to his feet, and danced. His mist swirling, paws light. It wasn't a custom among his kind to dance for joy, but he did so anyway. He did not know why, or for who. He was dancing for the rain, his sister, his mother, himself, the oasis, the rabbit. He was dancing for the universe. He was dancing for everything, and nothing.
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║Song:║
When he finds the second drop on his nose to him dancing, I imagine this song.
CloZee- Red Forest★★★
║Poem:║
A drop, tuning dust into dirt,
Filling my eyes with wonder,
Life to be reassert
Of which was blundered
Joy overcomes my grief,
Dancing, spinning, whirling,
Beckons to me to come with it,
One finger outstretched, curling
I take the offer,
And uncoil my painful body,
My soul that became tired and still,
Is dancing with certain gaudy
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║Art:║
to be completed
Wip is here:
(I don't do a lot of animals, kinda hoping it would turn out better)
Whew, this took me forever! The skulls symbolizes death, and the act of jumping over it symbolizes moving on from grief. But Seytan hovers over it, wondering if he should let go.
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