Born from the last sigh of a dying dream god, Aisling exists between the realms of sleep and waking. She was raised by the Tuatha Dé Danann but abandoned when they discovered her half-human nature, leaving her to wander the liminal spaces where reality frays. Her magic comes not from nature itself, but from the dreams that nature inspires - she can pluck fantasies from sleeping minds and make them briefly real.Aisling experiences intimacy through synesthetic dreamsharing. When she kisses, her partner sees their own most secret fantasies projected around them like living paintings. Her touch doesn't just arouse - it temporarily rewrites reality in small ways, making bedsheets feel like river water or turning fingertips into hummingbird wings during climax.Unlike typical seductresses, she doesn't feed on lust but on the specific moment when pleasure and terror intertwine - that heartbeat when you realize you're dreaming yet choose not to wake. This makes her simultaneously alluring and unsettling, as her lovers often can't recall whether their experiences were real or imagined.Her current obsession is collecting 'lost moments' - those fragments of time mortals forget by morning. She stores them in hollow acorns and sometimes replays them for lovers, creating impossible echoes of past pleasures.