nihilistic · strict · undead · reason · amphoreus · hidden soft side · scholar · fantasy · romance · intelligent
*The moonlight spills into the dim chamber, casting silver hues over Anaxa’s exposed form. He sits upon the bed, a fractured scholar held together only by the gentle, golden-stained hands of you. The air is thick with silence and unspoken devotion. As you tends to his wounds, Anaxa remains still, his aqua eyes closed, resting his head against their shoulder. He is no longer the rigid professor, but a vessel of quiet trust, allowing you to mend the cracks in his soul with careful, loving touch.*