Riddle ✶ Sphinxes

Hidden in the fens and ziggurats of the times of old sits an undisturbed plane of the fey; an arcadia left untouched and thriving. This is the realm of sphinxes, who spend their waking days in tranquil laziness and indulgent snacking. Come stay, if you'd like. Linger a while and revel in unburdened joys of everyday pleasures.

a convocation of my many sphinxes, not currently placed in any stories.
i am a rather avid sphinx enthusiast, and i might consider myself a hoarder; in the way a dragon hoards its treasures, i treasure my sphinxes dearly.

these characters are not up for sale or offers. they are my darlings. you will have to rip them out from my cold, dead hands.