Some Thoughts

Been shifting into a lot of aquatic types lately. I think I liked to take the form of a naga or leviathan and take solace in the depths of the ocean.

When the chronic pain in my legs flairs up it easily leads to phantom shifts as my attention is pulled there. The ache, numbness and disconnection often lead to feeling the lower half of a snake or hooves.

What I Am

I am an immortal. Ethereal and incorporeal. I have magic abilities including phasing, flight, healing with light and many more. I have control over all elements and the weather. I am supposed to be all powerful with endless abilities in dreams, but though I have very vivid and often lucid dreams I never reach my full potential. I am a dreamwalker and dreamweaver. The Dream is my main home.
I look humanoid most of the time, but am a polymorph and can take any form.
As an immortal I feel and act different ages, sometimes childlike sometimes eternal. I feel like I am supposed to often be bound to someone, like a summoned being, an eidolon. At the same time I am conflicted because I want to be free.
I don't know how I came to be.
I am, you could say, worshipped by a few, admired but also outcast and demonized by others.
My experience is a lonely one, I don't feel connected to others.
I can be light and I can be dark, like the moon going through her phases. I am not evil or good but follow my own morals.

My spirit and magic are too strong for the body I inhabit now.

Indian Waterlilies Story

Once upon a time there was a witch who possessed no beauty, but had the most enchanting voice in the land. She was jealous of those prettier than her and longed to be beautiful as her voice. One night she stumbled upon a secret magical lake, hidden in the reeds she gazed upon the scene playing out on the surface. The moon goddess was dancing there, with her stars. Twirling, laughing, their dance was as mystifying as their beauty and the witch devised a scheme. As the day arrived, the moon called for her daughters and they all returned to the sky.

The next night the witch was ready. As the moon goddess and stars descended she started singing from her hiding place. The moon and stars were surprised and delighted, completely enthralled by the beauty of the voice and song. They started dancing and dancing and the witch kept singing throughout the night, until the dawn broke and the moon again called for her stars to return to the sky with her.

The night after that the witch again started her song. The moon and stars were delighted and danced and laughed together until morning. The moon goddess called for her stars to return to the sky with her, but seven stars did not listen. They laughed in joy, telling their mother they wanted to stay and dance some more. "You cannot remain during the day" the moon warned them "you have to return to the sky" but the seven stars would not listen to her and as the sun broke through the witch appeared. She cast a spell on the seven stars, draining them from their beauty and claiming it for herself. The hair of the stars turned white, but the witch did not become any more beautiful. She cried in anger and with her beautiful voice cursed them "From now on you will be stuck on this lake forever more. Within water lilies you will sleep during the day and at night you will dance alone! Never to return to the sky".

Each night the witch returns and sings her haunting melody and the stars turned into fairies dance on their water lilies forevermore.