Aelwen Mallowdapple
the Duskbriar Fairy
Named for the pale flowers that open only at twilight and the flicker of shadow through their leaves.
Power
You can turn a fading light into a living thing — a moth of memory, a flame of forgotten touch — but it always leaves you a little dimmer, and you must feed it a story to keep it burning.
- Familiar
- A bumblebee with a single silver wing named Thimble
- Court
- Dappled Wild Court
'You never picked the mallow,' your grandmother said, and you knew it was true because you only ever wanted the shadows between the petals. That was the first dusk you felt the weight of the soil loosen; you stepped into the wilds without a footprint, and the hollow things learned your name.