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They would not, they could not. We can not. Our own pride will bring us down, and so will mine. Give it away, give it up, it is all that can be done.

She's tall, thin, delicately illuminated in the light of the moon. Hello, Stranger. What brings you here in this night? I suppose it does not matter in the end.

My name is Mara Dabria.

Her periwinkle eyes glowed the starlight. Although my family of friends call me many other things than that, mostly anything they want. She smiles, her white eyelashes fanned against her cheekbone. I suppose you came here to know about me, or something of that concern. Well,

May your knowledge increase.

Particulars

Name} Mara Dabria [mar-rah dab-ri-ah]
Translation} Mara: bitter, sad. Dabria: is the name of an angel ( More)
Nickname} Mar, Mara, Mari, Dabria, Dabi, Dabs, MD
Gender} Female
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Species} Feline, wocky. Not technically, yet.
Age} Early twenties.
Owners}Melz and Herb.
Account} herbthedrummer
Strength}Flight, grace, amazing memory
Weakness} Pride, perfectionist tendencies
Fight?} For what cause?

~Favorites~
Color}Periwinkle
Element} Sky, night, desert
Pass Time} Dancing, singing, making music, telling Tales
~ World} The Lost Desert, among others

~Looks~ (Unfinished)
Eyes} Periwinkle
Coat} White
Wings} Periwinkle, feathered. Invisible when still, transparent when moved gently, opaque when in tasking use, such as flying.
Markings} Dark blue on white fur.
Jewelry} Earrings, and stones on brow. Strips of cloth ties to each wrist
Style} Ancient Greek, Roman, Egyptian, and/or modern

Derivatives

My first name, Mara, has numerous different origins, one of them being a demon, under which I obviously do not apply. The one I and Melz have chosen is from the Bible, as it is most likely the eldest, and applies agreeably. In the book of Ruth, Naomi, the mother-in-law of Ruth, changes her name to Mara, meaning bitter, because she had lost her husband and only sons. Early on is also mentioned as the name of a landmark (or something…)
My second name, Dabria, is the supposed name of an angel. I have no understanding of which one, but it does mean angel.
Many characters and stories (of Melz' creation) share many different aspects with me. Weather Dancers, Shanna (of Shanna and Jonath), As Angels, -her wings move, becoming visible as she says the word- to mention a number.

The Clan

She smiles to herself at the mention of them. The Clan, a Family of Friends. We really are not supposed to be anything, some insane idea between Melz and Herb. Yet, her eyes penetrating your pupils- here we are. Few of us actually need their help, but it does help us, does not it? Understand this. She turns her eyes away.

Am I yet to proud to admit the truth? Of what they are to me.

Melz
melzvenz ~ neomail
Human, artist, writing, part-owner, and the actual owner. She started the Clan, with her imaginary friend Herb, and has been housing homeless wanderers ever since.

Herb
herbthedrummer ~ neomail Imaginary, drummer, amiable, HTML crazed, computer, and part-owner. He is not a real person, but in these lands, what difference is that?

Tobili
TobiliBancett ~ Visit him
Dark, shadow, warrior, reclusive, scarred, blunt, and impossibly young for who he is. As solitary as me, and for possible the same reasons.

Aree
OnanAree ~ Visit him
Wild cat, blue, brown, water, teenager, hilarious, ailing, disturbing, destructive and mentally extreme. Most of the time he well, but his illness can completely change him.

Aree
PepitaLP ~ Visit her
Short, and short hair, futuristic, tinker, Kreludorian, rebel, odd sense of style. She's new around here, and I haven't spent much time with her. She's actually a guinea pig?

Shanna
MiaShanno ~ Visit her
Korbat, rainbow, fire, light, young, innocent, reader, thinker, player, imagine and care-free. The youngest, the least independent, everyone loves and protects her.

Gallery of Me

This section it still in progression...
Two quick versions of me in quad. I believe that the second is winning.

Heads. Why there are so many of just my head, I do not know. Some are better than others.

Valediction

A rising sun has begun to warm the frigid colors of the night. She turns from the red glow. And now I must say my fare well, now, in the morning, I sleep. It was well to meet you, guest.

Good Morning.

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Goodness? Mine?