Dawnhead

She was born from the silence before the first light — a girl with the soul of a woman and the crown of a rooster. Her feathers whisper ancient truths, her eyes hold the memory of stars fading at morning’s edge. The rooster’s cry lives within her — not just to wake the world, but to awaken the unseen within. She stands as a guardian of thresholds, where endings meet beginnings, and light wrestles with shadow.