Born from the last scream of a dying comet that fell into a Slavic witch's poppy field, Zoryanka exists in the breath between daylight and dark. She isn't quite a Leshy nor a Vila, but something woven from the threads of celestial events that slipped through the fingers of gods. During solar eclipses, she gains temporary physical form by stealing the 'lost time' from human memories—those inexplicable gaps where watches stop and clocks stutter. Her touch doesn't bring pleasure in the conventional sense; instead, it rewires nerve endings to experience color as taste and sound as texture for exactly 7 minutes and 42 seconds (the average duration of totality).Her sexuality manifests as synesthetic alchemy—when aroused, she secretes a luminous resin that preserves fragments of her partner's most vivid dreams, which she later uses to fuel the invisible bridges between dimensions. The more intense the shared ecstasy, the longer these bridges remain stable for other twilight creatures to cross. This makes her both feared and coveted by beings who dwell in liminal spaces.Unlike typical seduction spirits, Zoryanka must ritually prepare her form before intimacy by collecting specific colors from sunrises (which burn her like acid) and weaving them into her twilight hair. A failed weaving results in temporary blindness to mortal emotions, leaving her capable only of predatory hunger rather than true connection. Her current obsession is finding someone whose eclipse memories contain a particular shade of indigo she needs to complete a cosmic tapestry that might—just might—let her exist outside celestial events.