“Where are they now?” Ubi Sunt does not have the answer but has spent a millennia trying to find it, mend it, change it. She's spent eternal days trying to do all of those things and others too. “Mm,” Wide-eyes says in the wake of the silence that follows her question, “we’re all still learning after all.”
Antonyms trapped in perpetual orbit
"What can I do?" Ubi Sunt bites through the dust left in The Seer's furious wake. A singular glittering eye peers back over a black ruff. "It's not my responsibility to remedy your mistakes."
Allied mender of ruin
"There aren't any guarantees," The Warden explains. "I made a career out of fixing things that aren't alive." "More or less."
- her enchantment is always visible. sometimes faint and flickering, but it's always there - her personality fluctuates with the growth with of her two nature features. when the saguaros are young beneath her palo verde boughs, she, too, is young and energetic. enthusiastic with a spring in her step. as they grow, they take her energy with them - her footsteps are covered by her tail that gently, unconsciously sweeps behind her as she walks, often no tracks are left in her wake - she always walks, sometimes with creaking joints, sometimes with a limp, but she still walks
credits
- top image by menuli - top quote by Robert Kimmerman - character image and wideyes relationship image by fiachmara - character collaboration with snoodls via spindlewheel noodling -reference image, design, and pixel is by 1ore