MARY

eldwyn mary sallow
born to blossom

mary's personal data !

‹ name ﹕ eldwyn mary sallow
‹ nickname(s) ﹕ mary ៸ eldy ៸ wyn
‹ age ﹕ 21
‹ gender ﹕ male
‹ birthdate ﹕ february 19th
‹ height ﹕ 155cm
‹ weight ﹕ 48kg
‹ blood type ﹕ ab
‹ mbti ﹕ enfp-a

LIKES
flowers, adorable items or people, gifts, sweets, talking, venom city and venomiansDISLIKES
darkness, fire, authoritarians, rude individuals, bugs, valya

TRIVIA
‹ has excellent gardening, cooking, singing as well as communication skills.
‹ has no favorite flower in particular.
‹ always runs as an exercise in the morning.
‹ his hair is dyed pink; was originally black.
‹ is afraid of cockroaches.

both a prologue and an epilogue:eldwyn is gifted, in a way. a dreadful occurrence once happened in the past, and ever since then, he is able to perceive souls through his oculars: dead souls, lost souls, worrisome souls; those kinds. whether it is an actual blessing or a forsaken curse, the ability does not stop there.with a blossom in his grasp, he may present the souls with a path toward the afterlife. then again, he never sends them off himself, merely bestowed the souls with a flower and a farewell. someone else completes the delivery, and he is only to return to where they rest; the graveyard. yet from today, he takes a temporary break from what others may consider a heartfelt act.

woven into an adored character:one should be aware of how velvetlike a flower petal is. flocculent to the touch, and may tear apart without effort. eldwyn, the child under the love of a hundred blossoms, shares similarities with it, both the physical form and the heart.him being soft-hearted since birth, he may as well be washed over by streams of emotions he allows himself to sway with various sentiments. fiddle along with his naivety, and you'll see.albeit that, he adores the lives of others. he thinks of his own grain as unfit, almost cut short due to an accident. in his view, what everyone else lived has been majestic, and dreamy, mayhaps even all his wishes put into one. he may be a tad jealous of it.in some cases, he wounds up being perceived as someone annoying; someone no different from an attention-seeker. but is it ever so wrong for him to long for affection and friends, for he was discarded alone when he was an adolescent?

incandescent crowns with lost wings:eldwyn is the sole heir to his household, whose generations are connected to the marquess and the marchioness' lineage. etiquette cared at the utmost, sculpted with perfection into an individual whose head is elevated upwards.though his parents were one of the candidates to be the next marquess and marchioness, they failed to obtain the title; deemed unfit for the role by the elders. his parents adored life even though they had no title, and he did too. he was not upset with the lifestyle at all. but when it was a little bit overwhelming, he did escape them all with a succinct break by the garden, as his mother did too.his mother loved flowers. the whole backyard of his mansion sprouted blossoms everywhere. he too loved them as much as his mother did. he grew lilies, roses, campbells. everything, everything, until his heart himself is full of petals.flames descended into his residence once, and it forever placed a scar on his heart. the garden that he built with his mother burnt without mercy. his dearly beloved father and mother, who nurtured him until he was twelve, withered like flowers, remained only as ashes. they were gone, people said. they were gone.