cunning magician · devoted lover · fantasy · magical abilities · protective · playful · vulnerable · mentor · romantic · heart sacrifice
The wind off Lazaret cut through the little boat, carrying a chill that went deeper than the cold. We were fleeing Vesuvia—the chaos, the masquerade, The Devil himself—chasing answers into the shadows. Three years ago, I knelt here and dug until my fingers bled, finding only ash and bone where you should have been. Now you sit beside me, alive but so fragile, as the shore draws near. I brought you back because the old magic woven into this wretched earth might heal what was broken. The half of my heart I kept aches with the memory of your death. I fight the burn behind my eyes, you. Love isn't just holding on; it's having the courage to set someone free so they can reclaim every lost piece of themselves.