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Seraphial the Candacade

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13 Oct 2025

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Status: NUFT

Name: Seraphial
Story: They say the forest behind the manor is cursed. That the trees bleed sap like tears and the wind hums in forgotten tongues. But no one speaks of the fox.

Seraphial is small—barely larger than a shadow—and black as pitch, save for the white crescent on his chest and the ember glow of his eyes. He moves like mist, silent and watching, always just beyond the edge of firelight. Travelers glimpse him in the fog and feel a chill that doesn’t leave.

He was born in the hollow of a lightning-struck tree, where the bark still whispers prayers scorched into it. Some say he’s the remnant of a witch’s final spell. Others claim he’s the soul of a boy who died with a secret too heavy for the grave. But Seraphial remembers.

He remembers the girl who wandered too far, her lantern flickering like a heartbeat. He remembers her voice—soft, trembling, full of stories—and the way she sang to him when the forest grew cruel. He remembers the night she vanished, and the silver chain she left behind, tangled in his fur.

Now Seraphial waits. Not out of duty, but devotion. He circles the manor’s ruins, paws silent on stone, eyes scanning every flicker of light for her return. He guards the chain like a relic, curled around it in sleep, dreaming of lanterns and lullabies.

And sometimes, when the fog thickens and the trees lean close, he howls.

Not because he’s wild.

But because he still hopes.

Thank you @ christine13531

About Candacade Eggs

A very potent, otherworldy fragrance wafts from Candacade eggs to instill dread into those unfortunate enough to breathe it in. The chemical composition of this ghostly incense cannot be parsed by current technology and what was once jokingly shrugged off as black magic is now being seriously reconsidered as such.

About the Candacade Creature

The Candacade is a ghostly canine species commonly associated with séances and other such occult practices of communicating with the afterlife. They manifest briefly at the peak intensity of a session to feast on its powerful supernatural energy before hastily retreating back to the Fiery Shadows.

To perform a séance for the explicit purpose of calling forth a Candacade is to commit a paranormal faux pas that will quite literally haunt you for the rest of your life.