Asteria hatched to two mindreaders, who seldom spoke aloud when alone due to how they had adapted to speak in eachother's minds. She was an accident, a mistake. They seldom payed her mind, and lashed out harshly and physically any time she even attempted to get near them, or get their attention. It was around her second year of age that she saw a vision, one of her parent's death. Already having a brewing hatred for them, she ignored it. Almost the next day, they were found dead, from the very cause she had seen. She eventually was sent to the Seers of Time, as an orphan, originally to be trained as an assistant. But not even a year into her stay, she had shown that she had had atleast one vision since. She was inducted into the acolytes shortly after.

She was a promising dragonet in terms of skill, though her peers despised her, tormented her, and isolated her, making sure that even the elders seldom let her speak. It wasn't until the animi, benders of the fabric of the world, came into the spotlight. See, she had been the one to coin the term, seeing as it flew from her maw as if it were a vital prophecy. And it not only had came from solely her, but during a monthly ceremony. As the term came to be accepted, and her visions more important, her ranking and standing among the others rose, and she was repsected. In truth, her peers were jelous she was gifted, being why they isolated her. Though glad she was accepted, she didn't forgive them.

It soon happened again, though when she was older, almost a true adult, as was her queen, Showstopper. The prophecy, predicting the fall of most of the animi, took a toll on her health, leaving her frail for months. Though she recovered quickly, she was coddled by her adored, her queen, and her very secret lover, Showstopper. The animus of the nightwings enchanted her a veil, to make sure the visions she saw daily didn't take a toll on her health whatsoever. All was well. Then, the animi started falling. This was well into everyone's adulthood, so it came as a shock. Leaving her love, and their daughter(aquired through the tricking of a temporary male consort), she fled, attempting to find the animi. Though, she only got to a cave near the hidden shortcut to the palace in which the animi had made. She stumbled into the cave, collapsing before falling into a slumber, encased in a magic ice.

It lasted for only five hundred years. The ice melted, but she slept on. This was a strong enchantment, meant to go past her normal wards. Eventually, Asteria awoke. But. She had not a memory of who she once was, beyond certain things, like political stuff, her name, essential identity stuff(minus her status), and the urge to go to the grand palace. And so she did.

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