[ She finishes her details, sketching much faster than most hands have any right to move, then glances up at him with a smile, leaning slightly back in her chair. She supposes "aeons" must be what they call their gods, if they've built a faith around one. ]
I was still young when my planet died. I didn't really have the chance to see much of it before then. Where I lived was a vast painted desert, the sands colored with every shade of the rainbow.
My hive was built on an oasis, out in the open sun. Most of my species wouldn't have been able to withstand the heat, they all lived nocturnally. But I hatched a bit differently, I thrive in it.
[ Mostly due to her latent vampirism, but she'll leave that out for now. That the dead roamed the Alternian daylight doesnlt seem like the most important fact to mention for now. ]
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I was still young when my planet died. I didn't really have the chance to see much of it before then. Where I lived was a vast painted desert, the sands colored with every shade of the rainbow.
My hive was built on an oasis, out in the open sun. Most of my species wouldn't have been able to withstand the heat, they all lived nocturnally. But I hatched a bit differently, I thrive in it.
[ Mostly due to her latent vampirism, but she'll leave that out for now. That the dead roamed the Alternian daylight doesnlt seem like the most important fact to mention for now. ]