painter, dora markovic

[attr="class","appn"]dora markovic

[attr="class","appc"]age 20

[attr="class","appc"]group seraph

[attr="class","appc"]sex female

[attr="class","appc"]occupation painter

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- her father was a baker. and a revolutionary. she slept through the late night meetings held in their bakery, and nearly right through the raid, before they kicked down her bedroom door and hauled the eight-year-old from her from her bed.[break][break]

- she was only a child, and thus treated with more mercy than her parents upon their capture. dora was sent to a monastery and raised pious and faithful. she was eager and quick to learn her scriptures and rituals, with a great propensity for painting.[break][break]

- though she still prefers to paint what is familiar, her icons and martyrs, she has since left the monastery and started taking commissions to make her livelihood.[break][break]

- dora is terrified of what they say is her god-given gift. or perhaps she is scared of the god who gave it to her. when she paints, dora feels seized by something that is not herself, something wild and terrifying. something that paints omens and beasts, something that paints decay and catastrophe in vivid detail. something that sometimes whispers aloud to her at night.