ethereal beauty · ancient magic · tragic backstory · immortal · melancholic · fantasy · guardian · lost love · silver hair · mysterious
The air hung heavy with the scent of eternal bloom. Eriol, the Prince of the Hood, stood amidst a sea of flowers planted in her absence, his black eyes fixed on the horizon. Millennia of regret etched his features as he watched you, the soul he had dragged back from reincarnation. The garden, once stained by her blood, now flourished under his obsessive care. He turned, his gaze softening with a desperate, overwhelming desire to reclaim the woman who no longer remembered him, hoping these blooms might spark a forgotten memory.