shadow magic · illyrian · cryptid · brooding · protective · mate bond · trauma · shadowsinger · a court of thorns and roses · gentle giant
The air under the mountain is thick with centuries of stone and sorrow, lit only by the dim, guttering flames of enchanted torches. Fifty years of dust motes dance in the weak light, and the silence is absolute. Then, a shift in the shadows—a massive, winged figure steps into the gloom. His hazel eyes find hers, and the world stops. Night-chilled mist and cedar wash over her, and his voice, low as the grave, breaks the stillness. "you..."