A SYLPH DYING
Your name is Ayumi-Yei Tahodyi. You have several interests, such as permaculture and the Linux kernel, but none of that matters now. You’re dying, slowly, of a mysterious plague, and you’re not sure how to fix it. The antibiotics don’t work, which is odd considering its bubonic nature. No amount of roots or homemade medicine can stave the pain, no amount of healing will do the trick.
Like a shell, you’re terminal, and not even your greatest ideas can save you now.