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an autumn court fae. she has no true name, she has gained her current nickname from her existence as a constantly flaking, withering being, leaving bits and pieces of herself behind wherever she walks. oh, and she walks a lot, you just don’t see her do it.
her movement is unsettling and twitchy, usually paired with the sound of creaking, splintering wood. the child is tall, and with her legs reaching far above the average human line of sight, most don’t notice her presence until she starts moving.
the child is somewhat of an enigma. she cannot speak, and her arms cannot move for her to communicate. nevertheless, she seems to not really want to. though gently mannered, she’s very elusive, and steers clear of any contact with other beings. she may still be found lurking, the markings on her body moving along with your every step like staring pupils.
she simply wants to watch.
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