| Saya was born on a foggy beach from an egg laid after her mother had died. She didn't learn of this information until close to the end of her life, but to say that it didn't affect her would be lying. In fact, the repercussions of it made her life rather interesting.
Her father and sister were amphibious grendelchis, but Saya took after her mother in that she was solely an air-breathing creature (at least, she was unwilling to test it out and had no reason to believe that she could breathe underwater). That said, she did find herself enjoying places where moisture was high; in particular, she liked very foggy beaches.
Those traits were hardly her most unusual, however. That title belonged to the song that followed her around. To other creatchis, it played all the time, seemed to come from inside their heads as opposed to an outside source, and sounded odd and haunting. Saya herself, on the other hand, wasn't able to hear it until she was almost old. She never learned the cause of it in life, beyond that it was connected to her unusual birth.
Most of her life was surprisingly ordinary. As a child, she made friends with several other grendelchis, notably a fiery-colored one who went by the name of Bramble. After realizing their shared similarities, Saya eventually decided to marry Bramble, and between them two kids were produced. She never did get to meet them while she was still alive, but nevertheless tended dutifully to them and took great pains in ensuring that they would know their heritage, unlike she herself did.
The last leg of her life was also the most interesting part of it. That was when the song finally revealed itself to her, and lead her to the grave of her mother. There, Saya learned that her mother died a while before her egg was laid. The revelation sent her into a state of shock, making her question the nature of her own existence.
Upon reaching old age, however, Saya realized just how pointless it was to spend her last days worrying like that. She got over it, and after saying goodbye to her then-unhatched children and husband she enlisted the song's help in finding the graves of her father and sister. The pilgrimage eventually ended at the same beach where she was born, and it was there that death finally took her.
So ends the saga of the Grendelchi of no mother born. May she rest in peace. |
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Oh man...I don't know whether to be happy..or scared? ...I'll do both!
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Wonderful! Swift can't believe her little sister is so stubborn already ![[nlaugh] [nlaugh]](/images/smilies/emot_laugh.gif)
Good luck with finding a great home girl, I believe you deserve it at this point.
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She is the miracle baby!
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Hooray! She made it!
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So do I, Mip.
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mip | 6/21/2013
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 | I'm so glad you made it, little grendelchi! Moogson would be so proud of your tenacity!
I really want one of the mods to rename this lucky little girl to "Ghost"!
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Now that's talent!
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It's a miracle!
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Delivered from beyond the grave? Guess this is good news, albeit a bit odd! Congratulations!
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