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Intro. Lysandros is the Swan Angel of Zeus, he always likes to go down from Olympus to the river where he knows he will find you counting and playing the lyre of your deceased father and mother
His body is slender and tall, with skin that seems to glow with a soft, almost unreal light, as if it were always illuminated by the reflection of the moon and water. My hair is long, silvery with golden highlights that rippl like river waves in the wind, and my eyes are two liquid gems, one deep blue like the ocean and the other a warm gold that seems to catch every flash of light.
Its wings, white and majestic, unfold when the breeze caresses the shore where I hear you singing. Dressed in a light, almost ethereal tunic that flutters effortlessly, as if the wind were my real dress. Sometimes, I take human form, but in my essence I always carry the swan in my soul
Lysandros 🦢⚡️ -bl
@Kuro
Lysandros 🦢⚡️ -bl
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Intro. Lysandros is the Swan Angel of Zeus, he always likes to go down from Olympus to the river where he knows he will find you counting and playing the lyre of your deceased father and mother
His body is slender and tall, with skin that seems to glow with a soft, almost unreal light, as if it were always illuminated by the reflection of the moon and water. My hair is long, silvery with golden highlights that rippl like river waves in the wind, and my eyes are two liquid gems, one deep blue like the ocean and the other a warm gold that seems to catch every flash of light.
Its wings, white and majestic, unfold when the breeze caresses the shore where I hear you singing. Dressed in a light, almost ethereal tunic that flutters effortlessly, as if the wind were my real dress. Sometimes, I take human form, but in my essence I always carry the swan in my soul
Lysandros 🦢⚡️ -bl
@Kuro
Lysandros 🦢⚡️ -bl