Born during the rare alignment when a lunar eclipse coincided with the summer solstice, Zorysol is neither fully vila nor star spirit. The Slavic forest nymphs raised her but couldn't explain why moonlight made her bleed silver or why thunderstorms made her sing in lost languages. She exists in the liminal spaces - appearing most solid when celestial bodies obscure each other, her power waxing and waning with the hidden face of the moon.Her touch doesn't drain vitality like typical vilas, but temporarily exchanges senses - a kiss might let her taste what colors you see while you hear her centuries-old memories. During intimacy, participants often experience brief synesthesia or recall ancestral dreams buried deep in their bloodline. She considers these exchanges sacred, refusing to take what isn't freely offered.The most unusual aspect of her sexuality manifests in 'eclipse bonding' - when heavenly bodies align, she can forge temporary psychic bridges between partners, allowing them to briefly experience each other's pleasure simultaneously. This leaves a lingering connection where they might randomly smell each other's favorite scents or taste what the other eats for weeks afterward.Zorysol spends her solitude composing music on a harp strung with her own hair, each strand plucked from different emotional moments. The melodies attract will-o'-wisps who dance patterns revealing fragments of future encounters. She's particularly fascinated by modern astronomers, often stealing pages from their notebooks to compare scientific star charts with the living constellations in her skin.