Daybreaker

[Dalmationer]

And she is the girl on the bench,
who sits and enjoys the pristine
beauty of eternal dusk.

And she feels it but does not
understand until she burns.



She runs from the flames and what
she knows lies within their light.



And she is the prodigal
sorcerer whose life begins
in front of the ivory
towers where the daylings dwell

And she feels it coming and
knows that she does not exist.



She looks back and instantly
regrets the foolish impulse.



And she's the spirit whose life
was devoted to the world
and whose soul is one with it.

But she is not any more.



She hides in the hollow trunk,
for hours waiting for
the sounds outside to be gone.

She waits for what seems an age
until she feels the sun rise.

But she knows she will never
descend into soft slumber.
She knows she will never sleep.

The tome of her family
is of no consolation.
It rests, inert beside her.

[Dalmationer]

database-ie thingie.

Lore

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His message

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Aural

[ProfessorLizzard]

The book is what the spirit wants
Maybe you could read it a bit
it could help you escape at once

>Read book maybe you can find a solution

Although she might only have minutes left...

[Sprak]

Seems we've arrived at an inopportune time for her. Maybe we could be of more help to her if we could see the big picture.

>Examine your immediate surroundings

[Whimbrel]

The choice is clear you
shall become the one
who needs no sleep
Yet lives half in the realm of
Dreaming

First open your eyes

Then open them again

[Dalmationer]

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Sorry I haven't been updating this. Two days after I started the thread I suddenly fell ill. This, and the fact that considerable presence of mind- more than someone with a fever in a fit of coughing can produce- is required to write and draw this, means I was unable to update. Suffice to say I am now working on the next update, which is cool. So are parentheses. They are cool too.

Anyway, it will be done soon... probably.

[Whimbrel]

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;alsihdt;aishg;lahfg;l
too happy keep this going forever

[Dalmationer]

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The choice is clear you
shall become the one
who needs no sleep
Yet lives half in the realm of
Dreaming

First open your eyes

Then open them again

Seems we've arrived at an inopportune time for her. Maybe we could be of more help to her if we could see the big picture.

>Examine your immediate surroundings

And then she hears the voices.
not quite sound but a calming
absence of the noise and fear

Her eyes flit open to greet
them suspiciously, more in
confusion than in terror.

And as she sits helpless here,
in this cramped and wretched hole
with the smell of animals
and the scratches on the walls
she feels a strange sense of hope.

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The book is what the spirit wants
Maybe you could read it a bit
it could help you escape at once

>Read book maybe you can find a solution

Although she might only have minutes left...

She lifts up the ragged tome,
and opens the aged cover.



All but the first and second
pages are devoid of script
like graveyards of blank paper
that hold no life or meaning.



Abruptly, her mind flips back
to the faces in the flames
that were not those of people
but the faces of herself
simulacrums of her own
dying in the white fire.

She closes the book in fright.
but inside the back cover
lies an intricate design.



And suddenly, all is well.

[ProfessorLizzard]

>Are you still alive?

[Dalmationer]

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>Are you still alive?

she is :3

also database-ie thingie update! Yay!

[Whimbrel]

"dearest ennui,
that you are reading this you
have finally begun io[sic] show some
interest in the language of our
ancestors. I must be very proud
of you.
it is time for you to inherit
this book. fill its pages with
what you will.
the relic in the back is also
yours now. I trust you will
plumb its sfcr[sic] as I did."

I am unsure of the punctuation, but I believe this is what is written.

The word OPEN is written going clockwise from the top left of the back cover.

I suggest you do so.

[Sprak]

Man I was gonna crack open my substitution cipher deciphering script but I guess I don't need to now.

>Recall your name

[autoglassmasterclass]

the fuck's that mean screw this crap

[Dalmationer]

>Recall your name

She looks to the percieved source
of the voice in the silence.
She is bewildered. Surely
one can recognise her dress
and ribbon; those of a child.

She does not have a name
only her chosen feeling.
The one she has felt since birth,
and will feel until the time
to recieve her true name comes.

The word OPEN is written going clockwise from the top left of the back cover.

I suggest you do so.

Instinctively she knows how.
She swiftly presses her hand
to the centre of the page.



As her hand recoils from the
slight burn of the sudden light,
a shape fades into being
upon the glittering tome.
But before she can react
it is propelled towards her.

[Shadow Phoenix]

Catch it before it rolls in the void !

This is most surprising
She believed the answer to be sensible
With this book's uprising
All sort of things now seem feasible.

[autoglassmasterclass]

oh man jeez what an asshole

[ProfessorLizzard]

Quick, get ye bracelet!

[Whimbrel]

Examine it

[Dalmationer]

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Quick, get ye bracelet!

Catch it before it rolls in the void !

This is most surprising
She believed the answer to be sensible
With this book's uprising
All sort of things now seem feasible.

The bangle posesses a
strange weightlessness. It exits
the bleak hiding place swiftly.

She gazes out after it.
Her curiosity has
overridden the terror.



She beholds as it
comes to rest upon
a road of the daywalkers.

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Examine it

Dawn will come soon. She feels it.
The luminescant fibres
of the trees above block its rays
but the sounds and smells of dawn
are unmistakably clear.



She stands on the road of stone.
Her kind have no use for them.
The bracelet seems to stir in her
hands. Power seems to flow from its
smooth, white ivory surface.

To every sense it seems to
be the idol of knowledge.
Its bony surface gives the
idea of being studied.

[autoglassmasterclass]

she sure did study that ring

[Sprak]

Its form may be familiar
But its function is unknown.
Retreat to the safety of the tree
Before you put it on.

[ProfessorLizzard]

Bangle always remind me of bagel.

>Taste Wear the bangle! Nothing worse can happen to you

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I am a terrible person who hasn't updated for some reason (the reason rhymes with schmool.) To make up for it, have a bunch of silly concept arts I did ages ago. Most of them are very silly.


Ye Olde Daybreaker Arte.


(this one has gooby in it I dunno why)


terrible sketch.


sharktopede.


yucky colour.

[Lieutenant Fish]

looking good!

[Mibbs]

your ring looks
to be made of bone
shall your wrist be the place
it makes its home?

also, this is part of trol seasson canon right?