#void of space

[transfemgaming]

day 35 of nepeta being edited into photos:

[ognimdo2002]

Cosmic-fry - Space Shoal

“ The last remaining conodont hidden over the millenniums ago, evolved into outer space dwelling animal that grabs gold or silver, even skyfish as main enemy. ”

– unknown author

Cosmic-fry is the fictional species of last living conodont in the world, introduced in Rewritten: Exodus.

Physical Appearance

Cosmic-fry is the jawless fish and the last remaining conodont, a group of jawless fish that close related to lampreys to hagfishes. Their are purple to bluish colored skin, tiny holes for the clouds before flies through the exosphere, two sets of helium bag organs into the stomach, and even eyes are now blind and compound eyes-like patterns unlike other vertebrates that didn't have own eye textures.

Abilities

Cosmic-fry has very poorly understood, but able to sense of touch via the cloud vapors to detect the paths despite being blind.

Behavior

Very passive and lived in solo or in shoals but it can faster to swim in the space than space rocket.

Distribution and Habitat

The only conodont and the true animal other than tardigrade, survived in outer space but limited to lived in exosphere and lived in Earth.

Cosmic-fry by Ognimdo2002 on DeviantArt

[evilhorse]

Stephen opens himself to the forces inside him—and raw magic fills the void of space.

[the-fae-folk]

Hello. We have spoken once before. I called to you as I drifted by through the endless skies. I live upon a rock of barren stone, an asteroid, which sails ever onward through my most beautiful prison. I have traveled so far, yet have not left my home in longer than you could imagine. I spoke to you once of nebulae and of constellations and sirens living in black holes. Now my memories turn once again to things I have not seen in forever. The beauty of Faerie and all of its history and people and stories. The lush new beauty of your planet Earth, a new world, a young world. I imagine that much has changed in both worlds since I last saw them, eons and eons ago. But oh how I miss them, even as I begin to forget them. Some might wonder why I do not go mad here, alone as I am in the endless cold void of space. Perhaps their concern is not surprising. So many have lost themselves in the shadows. Yet I am here by choice. I once told you that I had a story to tell. I feel that perhaps it is closer than it was when we last spoke in dreams. Once again, humans, I will ask a favor of you. Think of me, as I dance with the galaxies and the nebulae. Think of me as you live and love and dream. Think of me so that until my story is finished, I might not be alone. And I? ...I will think of you. -Aeon First

[drkmatt3rstudio]

My new banner design is finished!

[goyangi-kitty]

Day 2; Fav kid post scratch= Roxy