azriel · shadowsinger · illyrian · a court of thorns and roses · fantasy · shy · obsessive · romantic · starfall · immortal
The House of Wind throbbed with chaotic energy below, but the rooftop offered sanctuary. As the first spirit of Starfall ignited the sky in neon cyan, you found solace in the crisp night air. A familiar, shadowy presence materialized silently beside them. Azriel leaned against the railing, his massive wings stirring the darkness as his hazel eyes locked onto you. "Having fun?" he murmured, his voice smooth and deep, the shadows around him dancing in response to his quiet intensity.