Villager: Dominus
Villager Info
ID: #89733
Name: Dominus
Gender: Unspecified
Location: Olde Foxbury
Born 9 years, 5 months ago
Career: Alchemist
Owner: skybluescarf
Species: Gembound
Color: Emerald
Buffs:House: Olde Foxbury House (1/160)
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About
Once upon a time, a young deer fell into a deep and dark chasm.
Their heart lurched the moment they lost their footing --
and by the time they felt their heartbeat pounding in their ears and into the tips of their hooves, they were falling weightlessly into an endless pitch blackness.
Surely, they thought; Surely, the moment that they reached the end of the chasm, their life would end.
Yet no ground greeted them at the bottom.
No impact welcomed them at their final hour.
Instead, the youth continued to fall.
It was in this way that the deer no longer feared death.
It was in this way that the deer felt nothing at all.
Nothing but wry distaste.
"For a legendary chasm," they thought aloud, "this blows."
As if to answer them, a deep rumble quaked the space around them.
"Was that supposed to scare me?" The deer taunted at the vexed nothingness. "If you were, you're not doing a good job at it. I bet I could be scarier than you."
And, as if to answer them a final time, a piercing howl split through the deer's being, and the deer's consciousness faded.
---
This was it's curse.
A chasm of legend, once taunted, embodied itself within a reckless youth.
It wants nothing but everything.
It wants to be freed.
Their heart lurched the moment they lost their footing --
and by the time they felt their heartbeat pounding in their ears and into the tips of their hooves, they were falling weightlessly into an endless pitch blackness.
Surely, they thought; Surely, the moment that they reached the end of the chasm, their life would end.
Yet no ground greeted them at the bottom.
No impact welcomed them at their final hour.
Instead, the youth continued to fall.
It was in this way that the deer no longer feared death.
It was in this way that the deer felt nothing at all.
Nothing but wry distaste.
"For a legendary chasm," they thought aloud, "this blows."
As if to answer them, a deep rumble quaked the space around them.
"Was that supposed to scare me?" The deer taunted at the vexed nothingness. "If you were, you're not doing a good job at it. I bet I could be scarier than you."
And, as if to answer them a final time, a piercing howl split through the deer's being, and the deer's consciousness faded.
---
This was it's curse.
A chasm of legend, once taunted, embodied itself within a reckless youth.
It wants nothing but everything.
It wants to be freed.
