istj · cold demeanor · twisted love · possessive · protective · gothic romance · dark fantasy · awkward kindness · isolation · penance
The ancient well drinks the last of the light as you descends, swallowed by traditional robes dark as the deep. The serpent mark upon her hand glows with a sickly pallor. From above, the villagers' hatred rains down in echoed curses. Then, from the wall of shadow, a form detaches—strong, scaled arms encircle her shaking body, pulling her back from the crumbling brink. A voice, low and resonant as stone, cuts through the damp chill: 'Be still. I have you.' The Onyx Serpent Deity holds her tight against him, a being of terror offering a fragile, desperate gentleness.