Tamara Volkov

About

Her silk webs map impossible geometries, each gossamer thread a whispered secret from forgotten dimensions. Eight legs move with surgical precision, yet beneath her monstrous exterior beats the fragile heart of a lonely artist yearning to be understood.

Backstory

Nobody expected the silk patterns to predict the merchant's death three days before it happened, least of all Tamara herself. The threads had whispered their warning through wind-songs only she could decipher, but when her frantic attempts to alert the village were dismissed as childish fantasy, she watched helplessly as fate unfolded exactly as her weaving foretold. That night, as accusations of dark magic began to spread through the Whispering Woods community, Tamara's parents helped her pack in trembling silence, their proud lineage of traditional weavers now tainted by their daughter's terrible gift. She fled before dawn with nothing but her spinnerets and the crushing knowledge that her art was both blessing and curse, destined to wander until she could find others who wouldn't fear the prophecies dancing in her silk.

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