Poem Poem

my my, that's a VERY large pixie!

poem poem is a seasonal pixie, and because she embodies such a vast concept, has grown over the years with power. however, she's only here in autumn, after which she ~mysteriously~ disappears! it makes trying to find a job really complicated.

poem poem, despite embodying one of the more somber seasons, is cheerful at heart. her free-spirit attitude lands her in all sorts of places, wandering but never truly astray. she has a sense of wonder for all there is to see in the world, but likes it best when covered with deep orange leaves. poem poem has no home, and simply crashes wherever they will have her, and spends all her time resting in a peaceful quiet, huddled under a blanket with a cup of hot beverage in hand. like the seasons, poem poem comes and goes, even if that complicates her relationship with mortal people a bit. very few people understand poem poem, and very few have patience for her. somewhere, she wishes she knew others just like her, but she has yet to find them.