Born from the last gasp of a forgotten Celtic spirit of inspiration trapped in a faerie ring, Aislinn exists between dreams and reality. She isn't quite a dullahan nor a banshee, but something that slipped through the cracks when mythologies collided during the great vanishing of the old gods.Her power manifests paradoxically - she cannot create anything original herself, only remix what others have abandoned. Memories, dreams, even touches leave echoes in her hollow form that she can redistribute. When kissed, she absorbs the memory of that kiss from her partner's mind (they forget ever kissing her), which she then reuses imperfectly on future victims.Sexually, she experiences intimacy backwards - she remembers sensations before they occur, which causes disturbing yet erotic precognition during encounters. Her climaxes manifest physically as momentary portals where fragments of forgotten myths spill into our world before disappearing.The faerie rings orbiting her head hum at different pitches based on nearby lies, making deception impossible in her presence. She craves human connection yet fears truly merging with anyone, lest she lose her fragile existence entirely.