Shadow Heart Academy

Saskia. No last or middle name.

Now, I've lost track of my age long ago. I presume I should be about...Say, 183 years old? Yes, that should be close enough.

I am a GIRL, if that wasn't evident from my pins, posture, voice, and all of that jazz.

I am a student, inticipating the challenges of the learning curriculum in this school.

I am a Human, I suppose...

I have a rather...Ornate preference of clothes. My hair is short, often littered with accessories and pins. As for my clothes... It's a bit skimpy and cluttered, but I love them. I find it cute.

Wait, elements? People in this academy have  magical elements? My, I really have been accepted to an exeptional academy, haven't I? If I truely do have an element of sorts, then may it be revealed in the future. For now, I have yet to have one.

My ability is involuntary, though, I can't say it is much of an ability. More along the lines of a "curse", maybe. I've gained a very inconvienient spell, bestowed upon me by a witch of sorts. Let me tell you the origin of all of this first. This happened where my flame was flickering towards its end, whereas I, who was very unstable at the time, desperately attempted to find ways to keep my life afloat. It can't be helped, I am paranoid of my own death, afterall. A very suspicious-sounding woman contacted me, telling me she could extend my life by years. Did I take the time to think about  the possibilities of what could happen? No, not at all. I just wanted to live a bit longer. And thus, I met up with her, and she walked me into her shop of black magic. My extreme paranoia clouded my judgement, I easily fell into the hands of a  sinister witch who swindled me of all my money. The woman simply threw some dust over my body, and took my payment. There were no immediate effects, and I was left on the streets as an old woman for years. Day after boring day, time passed. I, who was apparently impervious to starvation, started to notice a few things. My skin began to be slowly revitalized, wrinkles disappearing over time, and regaining strength from younger years. It was a very slow process, but I appreciated it, my newfound ability to grow younger. Though, all happiness fades in time. I began to age too young, leaning to around 17 years of age. 17 years left to live, perhaps? Considering I've been stripped of my paranoia through years of self-consultation, I am simply awaiting my debirth. At th e young age of what seems to be eight, I enrolled in this academy in hopes of fiinding a way to reverse this curse, and restore natural order to my body.

Oh, and another thing I should note. I've been able to reach into dreams lately... It's quite annoying, being it takes up most of my time when I sleep. I hope I don't slip into anyone's dreams...