Gwen Laich

Vital Information
Unknown
Vitals
Gender	Female
Race	Mage
Location	Cambridge, MA
Status	Confused
Character stuff
Nature	Survivor
Demeanor	Loner
Essence	Unknown
Chantry	None
Cabal	None
OOC
Player	Steph
Created by	Steph & Boris!
Character Sheet	Here

Description

Elfin features in a heart-shaped face, fey green eyes with a faraway gaze, and an auburn pixie bob. Sylph-slim and fox-quick, she's taller than average yet somehow delicate. Trace scents of cinnamon, vanilla and apples seem to accompany her often.

She's typically draped in layers of Gen X chic: long-sleeved white t-shirt under a short-sleeved tee of faded cerulean. The sleeves of a slightly frayed flannel hug her waist. Her old jeans are wash-faded blue, snug from hips to knees, slightly flared to the tops of her retro black Converse high-tops, the whites of which have been diligently scribbled upon with ballpoint pen.

Background

Lives are filled with stories. Some of them like a prime time sit-com, others like one of the Grimm's tales before they were tamed. The general misconception is that stories are irrelevant. That myths don't have anything to do with the modern age.

Time has a lot to do with this. Every moment mapped out, named, given a purpose. The notion that time is a quantifiable thing is the real lie, the one most don't even realize they need to think about. Think about it: what are we but a woven stream of our own experiences--the things we've done, thought, learned. Some memories remain as fresh as yesterday; others fade almost immediately. When you feel it, when you dream it, how is that not real? You're always in the present. The real you. Always.

And there's more to the real you than just your own personal thinkings and doings. The myths which have always been, and always will be--these ARE. Right now. (Always now.) I can't point you to any specific story and say, "This is it!" This is something everyone has to meditate upon or dream about or stumble over themselves.

Then again, who's to say everyone's not already their "real" self? Like the man says in I <3 Huckabees, "How am I not myself?" Maybe yourself really is just that simple. Uncomplicated. Molded. Fabricated.

No offense or anything. But... if you ever get the urge, just sit in the Eternal Now sometime and think about it. Your life is a story. How it's been and how it will be are all happening at once. Every memory is a facet, every facet is a clue. Put it together, and you figure out who you are right now.

Which is really all that matters, when it's all said and done.

Take that for what it is. Because at this point, you know me as well as you're ever going to.