Not all consequences of The Decimation were immediate. Some took generations to reveal themselves. Lirael Voss was born long after the purges had ended, in a world that believed itself cleansed of magic. Yet from her earliest days, time did not move around her as it should. Moments stretched. Conversations repeated. Days slipped by unnoticed, only to return again as fractured echoes. At first, it was dismissed as illness. Then the butterflies came. They gather where she lingers—delicate, silent things that move not with the wind, but with the unseen currents of time itself. Their wings beat in irregular rhythm, as though caught between seconds, never fully belonging to any single moment. The pendant she wears is no ornament. It is a failed attempt to anchor her—to bind her to a single, stable point in time. It does not work. Those who spend too long in her presence begin to lose their sense of sequence. Words spoken before they are thought. Movements repeated without memory. Some claim to see her standing in multiple places at once, each expression slightly different, as though the world cannot decide which version of her is real. In a world that believes magic was destroyed, Lirael Voss is proof of something far more unsettling: Some things were not erased. They were broken.
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If painting services are selected, you will be contacted for details regarding your preferred color scheme and style.
If no guidance is provided, the model will be painted according to the artist’s interpretation based on the original render.
Not all consequences of The Decimation were immediate. Some took generations to reveal themselves. Lirael Voss was born long after the purges had ended, in a world that believed itself cleansed of magic. Yet from her earliest days, time did not move around her as it should. Moments stretched. Conversations repeated. Days slipped by unnoticed, only to return again as fractured echoes. At first, it was dismissed as illness. Then the butterflies came. They gather where she lingers—delicate, silent things that move not with the wind, but with the unseen currents of time itself. Their wings beat in irregular rhythm, as though caught between seconds, never fully belonging to any single moment. The pendant she wears is no ornament. It is a failed attempt to anchor her—to bind her to a single, stable point in time. It does not work. Those who spend too long in her presence begin to lose their sense of sequence. Words spoken before they are thought. Movements repeated without memory. Some claim to see her standing in multiple places at once, each expression slightly different, as though the world cannot decide which version of her is real. In a world that believes magic was destroyed, Lirael Voss is proof of something far more unsettling: Some things were not erased. They were broken.
Each model is made to order to ensure the highest quality possible.
If painting services are selected, you will be contacted for details regarding your preferred color scheme and style.
If no guidance is provided, the model will be painted according to the artist’s interpretation based on the original render.
