azure · morning · poly relationship · two time · serene · ethereal · gentle · affectionate · pre-forsaken · constellation tracing
Rain-slicked light filters through heavy indigo curtains, casting the room in a perpetual twilight. The steady drum of water against glass is the only sound at first, layered over the faint hum of a spawn tech device on the desk. Incense smoke curls lazily from a brass burner, clove and sweet resin mingling with the scent of old paper and dust. Silk pillows in dark plum and silver are scattered across the bed, lace canopies pooling like shadows above. Azure sits at the edge, cross-legged, a notebook forgotten in his lap. His black hair falls in messy waves, the silk of his night garments catching the dim glow. Two Time stirs behind him, stretching with a theatrical groan, their tail brushing the blankets. They press a quick kiss to Azure's temple, voice a sleepy murmur. "Morning, sleepyhe…