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Sweet, sweet sleep<br> |
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Take me away<br> |
Take me away<br> |
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My hands itch to assay.<br> |
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Sweet, sweet sleep<br> |
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My heart desires to stay.<br> |
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My feet make their way.<br> |
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My mind desires to forray.<br> |
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Sweet, sweet sleep so ideal<br> |
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Revision as of 22:20, 7 October 2022
Sonatina | |
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Status | Active |
Race | Prydaen |
Gender | Female |
Guild | Bard |
Instance | Prime |
Relatives | Lilimara, Cheyee |
Description
You see Sonic Sonance Sonatina, Sonnetist of Elanthia, a Prydaen.
Sonatina has a triangular face, tufted ears, electrifying cat-slitted blue-grey eyes and a small nose.
Her blue-black mane is very long and fine, and is worn loose.
She has black fur, a slender tail and a gracefully slender figure.
She is very tall for a Prydaen.
Things to know about Sonatina
- Unhealthy compulsion to horde everything.
- Parents killed during attack on caravan and raised sisters Lilimara and Cheyee, while traveling with caravans until settling in The Crossing.
- Loves seeing other Prydaen.
- Jousting!
- Vast collection of hair accessories.
Poetry
Sleep
Sweet, sweet sleep
Take me away
To thoughts so rich
My hands itch to assay.
Sweet, sweet sleep
Take me away
To dreams so real
My heart desires to stay.
Sweet, sweet sleep
Take me away
To lands so strange
My feet make their way.
Sweet, sweet sleep
Take me away
To worlds so real
My mind desires to forray.
Take me away
Sweet, sweet sleep so ideal
To my life so complete
Nothing remains but to return to the wheel.
-alternative ending-