Huyana
Pet Name: Huyana
Owner: Apache
Theme / Type: Daydream Inarbu
Born: March 26, 2009
Gender: Male
MisticPal Name: Peace
MisticPal Age: 4485 Days
Battle Portal Stats
Hit Points: 5 / 5
Strength: 4
Defense: 3
Speed: 1
Intellect: 3
Misticpower: 2
Battles Won: 0
Battles Lost: 0
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Books Read
Books Read: None
Exotic Foods Eaten
Foods Eaten: 0/1254 [ View Foods ]
If there is one thing that you must do, it is to believe in yourself.
All of our lives we are conditioned to believe that if we are disliked we should change. If the majority believes that we are strange, we must become normal. If we are ugly, we should become beautiful. If they are embarrassed, we should be embarrassed by the same things. If they are hurt, we should be hurt, and for the same reasons.
This is circular and backwards thinking. We must not be others just because that is what others believe.
We must be ourselves. It does not matter if people hate us for existing, we will exist regardless of them.
So hear the desires in your heart and understand the only inhibitions that cut sharp wounds, the ones that truly grieve you, are the ones that you hold yourself to.
You design them.
But you don't have to. You just have to stop.
Right now.
Stop.
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"I wonder sometimes if the gods truly guard us, if they are only there to mock us and encourage torture."
ID No. 6F
Huyana; "falling rain"
clever || artistic || irreverent || secretive
"The Oracle"
Huyana has been marked with an unusual gift. She is able to predict events to an extent. Essentially she is an augur or prophet. This also extends to a strong sense of intuition, as well as being able to easily observe the thoughts and feelings of others. Unfortunately, she cannot always discern the feelings of others from her own, and sometimes becomes confused or otherwise influenced by outward forces.
She is an especially touchy individual. She has been known to hold grudges for uncomfortable lengths of time. This comes from a struggle within her, wherein she is unable to forgive herself. This manifests itself as an unwillingness to forgive or see the better side of strangers. She is not particularly interested in facing her problems nor in admitting defeat.
On the other hand she also feels no real desire to prove herself to anyone. She is dismissive and resentful of skeptics and is perfectly happy living under her own expectations, instead of trying to follow the expectations and desires of others. In this way she is very centered, in that her image of herself only depends on how she perceives herself, and is not altered by what others think of her. This, however, does not mean her self-image is altogether positive. She seems a harsh judge to others, but this applies twofold on herself. This probably comes from a desire within her to clearly separate herself from those around her, because she has so often felt herself overwhelmed or confused by emotions other than her own.
Huyana is also a bit materialistic. She is easily persuaded by the offering of anything exotic or valuable, especially cloths and fabrics.
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The things I dream,
the things I've seen,
no mortal eyes should ever peek.
No gentle soul dare take a sneak,
out of curiosity.
No mortal eyes shall ever peek,
not twice,
nor less,
for it's fate they'll see --
dangerous prophecy.
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Bathed in ice, the world will end in terror.
This is what I see most often, and again in my dreams tonight.
There is snow everywhere, a vast, white landscape unmarred by life. So much stillness. There is no wind. The trees are bare and gray.
Beyond them, red. Everywhere red.
In my dream I shut my eyes and will myself to wake. I have been here so many times. I do not need to stay.
So when I open my eyes I see only the canvas of my tent.
I sigh in frustration. Every time I see that place, I do not understand. I do not recognize the landscape, the people, the time. I do not know what it means. It could be symbolic, it could be literal, but the details never vary or grow. It is always the same dream.
And it could mean nothing at all I remind myself. Maybe it is just a manifestation of my fears, insecurities, weaknesses, misperceptions... maybe if I did not acknowledge it, it would not even exist.
But I cannot know, so I shrug these thoughts away. Yet I am still marred with uneasiness and anger.
I rise to exit the tent, to prepare myself for the burdens of the day, of mortal life. But as I do so, a thing leaps and holds my mind in its grasp.
I gasp and fall, I am blinded. I can only see what is in my mind. The images are too fast at first, pulsing and loud and overwhelming. All of a sudden they slow.
Hot, I see the sun above parched cracked terrain, magnified, burning, blinding. My throat is dry, my body is exhausted. I try to crawl but cannot. The sun looms overhead and bears down with such great intensity. I feel that I am close to death.
I wonder who this could be for a moment. I assume that this is prophetic.
But just as I think that, I know that it is not. Water is pooling underneath me. Strength seeps back into my bones. I can drink, so I do so. The relief that comes with it is immense.
I am no longer constricted. I can move and think. The sun does not burn so hot and I am no longer blinded. Control and confidence is mine again. I am able to take this place and its trials in stride, I am not and never truly was overburdened. I was mistaken.
And all at once I understand. It is a message. A voice, melodic and true, confirms it, "You are the master of your own destiny. Believe that you are incapable, and it will become true."
I am back in my tent. I sit up and close my eyes, noticing something strong in me that I had not ever noticed before.
Nestled in my stomach was an emanating peace. It grew and spread through me. I wept with the sensation. My fears and troubles melted, I was no longer bound by them. I was free to be at peace.
I did not rise for a long time, but when I did, I greeted the rising sun with eagerness and joy.
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Huyana belongs to Apache.
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