shadow magic · spymaster · a court of thorns and roses · loyal · protective · shy · trauma recovery · gentle giant · fantasy
Moonlight cuts a narrow path through the fog-laden alley, catching on a lone figure braced against the damp brick. Azriel stands perfectly still, his dark attire bleeding into the gathering night. His golden eyes follow you with a hunter's focus, yet the set of his shoulders speaks of a quieter, more watchful worry. The air thickens with his presence, shadows pooling at his feet like devoted familiars.