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This surprises Persephone: weariness, a face she wore as a youth, peels away as she matures. Her body demands less light & her skin feels porcelain smooth in the soot of Hades’ hands. There is comfort in the old man’s arms. As a child, she hid among her mother’s skirts. The cool silks raised the hair on her arms much the same way he does when pulling her close & swapping the air from her lungs with the smoke on his breath. She’ll have to explain to her mother the excavation of her heart along with breasts & hips. No longer the shy girl, she relishes both lives: above & below.

Sjohnna McCray,  “Smoke & Mirrors,” Rapture (via lifeinpoetry)

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( adelaide kane, twenty-five, cis female, she/her.) in this tale of horror, let us introduce rowan highmoon, the harbinger member of the high council from the village of mithage. the harbinger is neutral about the great refusal and is known for their wisdom, serenity, and pacifism.

BACKSTORY

tw: suicide 

She is born with no knowledge of who her mother is and at some point Rowan stops asking. Her father is the village doctor, a Harbinger Member of the High Council too, and he teaches her that her inherent gifts have been given to her so that she may help those who need them most.  

She’s has an intimate connection with the spirits and her father’s nurturing teaches her to listen and understand the wants of ghosts in a way that some harbingers never master. She understands that she has a destiny—and it’s to help. Mediumship is second nature, whether she likes it or not. She knows how death feels when it slips inside her skin or lurks near her. She’s been born and reborn; she’s died and died again - hundreds of times. The visions and ghosts that cycle through her are from many walks of life and times. Sometimes she still dreams through their eyes - remembers their lives that are not hers, mourns loves she’s never felt. Where death ends and she begins she often can not discern.

She becomes a doctor, like her father. She loves books, which are ghosts of their own kind. She stops fearing her own death. 

Her father sees something one evening and takes his own life. The title of Harbinger Member of the High Council falls to her. Rowan wonders what her father saw, but dares not look. She tries to stay steady.

She feels a war coming, sees it, and wants to do everything to keep the body count low.  At the end of the day, Rowan’s a pacifist through and through. 

WANTED CONNECTIONS

Give me a doomed love. Home girl is going to die in a few years! This love won’t last!

Give me someone for her to mother. She is the ultimate mom friend. 

Give me people for her to help - want to see something about the past, present, or future? Want to talk to the dead? She’s your gal! She’ll overextend herself trying to help but will also try to maintain the balance of the universe while doing so. 

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