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This is lovely Hecate - a character for a role play site. The stock is by

Here's what inspired her:

She remembered the night she met him. It was the first day she had been away from the buildings, the neon lights, the flickering of lit cigarettes - the first time she had gone so far away from what she knew, and looked up to the sky. It was then, when she saw the vastness of the night sky, the stars, the universes it held, that he appeared.

"Hecate," the voice called softly. It brought her back from the vastness of space, the loneliness it created, the terror of complete silence. A boy stood naked in the grass before her, one slim hand held out to her. "Hecate," He said again. The beauty of him brought tears to her eyes. He was the beauty of the universe incarnate, every star and every planet, each nebula. He had emptiness for eyes, black holes where the white, iris, and pupil should be. His hair was long, each strand the color of one star. It blew in the wind as the stars glittered. The tone of his skin was that of a crescent moon high in the sky. His lips the shade of the sky before dawn.

As she looked at him, her fear came back, striking her like a bolt of pure terror. She took one step back, her eyes unable to look away from his. "Hush, now," His voice soothed the tension from her body. He moved until he was inches away from her, the same hand cupping her cheek, his gaze studious as he looked upon her. "I am Ouranos, your Nightmare." At her gasp his hand moved into her hair, fingers twining themselves between the locks. "I am what you fear most. Do you know what that is, Hecate?"

Two forces within her were fighting for dominance. One was overwhelming fear, the instinct of flight, to get as far away from his as possible. The other was reassurance, that while he was here, she would never have to expirence again the loneliness of the sky, the pure silence, of being lost in a vastness incomprehensible. He lips formed the word "No," although no sound came out. He chuckled.

"You fear being alone more then anything else, of being without the sounds of the city and the earth, of your breath and your beating heart. You never want to be lost without a hand to grab again, do you?"

"Ouranos..." She whispered, finally finding her voice. He bent close, his lips close enough that she could feel him warm breath tickle her ear. "And within me lies your darkness. The part of you you deny, the desires that cannot be voiced aloud. I embody them; your need for power, for subtly, for complete control. For blood and money, revenge, lust..."

And true to Ouranos' words, she shoved him away. She shook her head furiously. "No! I can't possibly want those things, I'm just a girl... a girl who wanted to see the stars." Her gaze was disrupted by the tears in her eyes.

"You saw them, Hecate, and you fear them. I am your Nightmare, and I control whether or not you shall ever be alone as you are when you turn those eyes skyward."

And so Ouranos was born, and Hecate met her fears.

Description
This is lovely Hecate - a character for a role play site. The stock is by

Here's what inspired her:

She remembered the night she met him. It was the first day she had been away from the buildings, the neon lights, the flickering of lit cigarettes - the first time she had gone so far away from what she knew, and looked up to the sky. It was then, when she saw the vastness of the night sky, the stars, the universes it held, that he appeared.

"Hecate," the voice called softly. It brought her back from the vastness of space, the loneliness it created, the terror of complete silence. A boy stood naked in the grass before her, one slim hand held out to her. "Hecate," He said again. The beauty of him brought tears to her eyes. He was the beauty of the universe incarnate, every star and every planet, each nebula. He had emptiness for eyes, black holes where the white, iris, and pupil should be. His hair was long, each strand the color of one star. It blew in the wind as the stars glittered. The tone of his skin was that of a crescent moon high in the sky. His lips the shade of the sky before dawn.

As she looked at him, her fear came back, striking her like a bolt of pure terror. She took one step back, her eyes unable to look away from his. "Hush, now," His voice soothed the tension from her body. He moved until he was inches away from her, the same hand cupping her cheek, his gaze studious as he looked upon her. "I am Ouranos, your Nightmare." At her gasp his hand moved into her hair, fingers twining themselves between the locks. "I am what you fear most. Do you know what that is, Hecate?"

Two forces within her were fighting for dominance. One was overwhelming fear, the instinct of flight, to get as far away from his as possible. The other was reassurance, that while he was here, she would never have to expirence again the loneliness of the sky, the pure silence, of being lost in a vastness incomprehensible. He lips formed the word "No," although no sound came out. He chuckled.

"You fear being alone more then anything else, of being without the sounds of the city and the earth, of your breath and your beating heart. You never want to be lost without a hand to grab again, do you?"

"Ouranos..." She whispered, finally finding her voice. He bent close, his lips close enough that she could feel him warm breath tickle her ear. "And within me lies your darkness. The part of you you deny, the desires that cannot be voiced aloud. I embody them; your need for power, for subtly, for complete control. For blood and money, revenge, lust..."

And true to Ouranos' words, she shoved him away. She shook her head furiously. "No! I can't possibly want those things, I'm just a girl... a girl who wanted to see the stars." Her gaze was disrupted by the tears in her eyes.

"You saw them, Hecate, and you fear them. I am your Nightmare, and I control whether or not you shall ever be alone as you are when you turn those eyes skyward."

And so Ouranos was born, and Hecate met her fears.