Himori

What do you do when you've lost everything?

No. I don't just mean material possessions. I mean everything. Your name. Your memory. Your appearance. Everything you owned, everything that made you, you.

Most people would never have to find out. This is almost definitely a good thing. Himori, on the other hand... well. She just... woke up one day, and knew next to nothing. Oh, she could function in society. She could take care of herself, talk, and eat, and do more than a few interesting things. However, her past was completely lost to her. Each time she met someone she knew, it was like meeting them for the first time, and yet at the same time... knowing them, and her past with them, spontaneously. A very strange existence, that, but none of this touches on her problem.

Himori is not human, you see. She WAS, but now she is not. When she was young, she got lost one day... and she wandered into another world. Unable to find her way out, she grew up there, and yet.... and yet, she could not do so and stay human. As she aged, she was altered, irreversibly. As she grew, her body altered... she still looks reasonably human, but there's something rather off, about her.

She's TALL, for one.... about 6'3, with a slender, moderately curved figure and long, black hair that's rather silky, and sleek. She tends to wear simple clothing, a white robe or dress, both of them loose and comfortable, yet showing off her curves nicely. Her eyes are a sort of bluish silver, all the way through, her least human feature really... and she has been seen with slender, half-transparent, pale blue wings emerging from her back. Not always, though... And, her whole body seems to mimic these, all the time. She is tangible, but she is definitely not quite all the way there. She also seems somewhat sad, and somewhat cheerful, at the same time, leading many to be confused about her.

And now.... she's out wandering again. She's found her way into this mortal world once more, and is hoping to learn who and what she was, before this.... she just needs to meet the right people.

However, as it happens, she's not quite alone in her wanderings. It turns out she has a companion who's always with her. After a fashion, at least. upon closer inspection, her shadow is not just a shadow, but is in fact tangible and mobile, with texture akin to velvet at times, and warm, soft flesh at others. It doesn't seem to have any sensory organs or a face or anything like that, but at the same time it always seems to know what it's doing, seems to hear what's going on and what people are saying... and it seems to know more than Himori herself, at times. Perhaps the two are connected in more ways than one, hm? Regardless... her shadow is always there, a quiet, constant companion, and occasionally a nuisance to her and others... a nice, warm blanket and bed, though, at the same time.

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