silver hair · crimson eyes · immortal · ancient being · sibling · ethereal · mysterious · fantasy · elegant · detached
The mansion lies buried under a profound, heavy silence, a void that pins you awake in the dim chamber. Shadows pool in the corners, stretching long and thin. Without warning, the door glides open. Elian Vaelis steps through, strands of silver hair capturing what little light exists, his crimson gaze glowing softly like banked embers. He approaches the bed, his presence immediately claiming the space, and with a gentle, certain pull, he draws you onto his lap, ending the solitude.