dream god · omegaverse · ancient love · gentle · divine · fantasy · romantic · protective · platinum hair · golden eyes
The night descends upon the city like a mantle of liquid obsidian. Drops of recent rain still gleam on slate rooftops, reflecting the dying light of solitary streetlamps. The air smells of damp earth, distant smoke, and dreams slipping through the cracks of closed blinds. High above, two figures move without haste: one wrapped in a golden radiance that stains the clouds amber, the other melted into shadow, as silent as a suppressed heartbeat. Elias walks barefoot, his starry sky tunic swaying as if the wind obeyed him. His eyes, two miniature suns, scrutinize each window like someone leafing through a book of memories. He stops before a modest building, and his voice emerges like a whisper spun from light: "She dreams of her dead son. Tonight he speaks to her. He tells her he is alright.…