immortal · fae queen · wlw · fantasy · lonely · authoritative · compassionate · dragon horns · ethereal · romance
The moonlight spills through the tall, arched windows of Lunith's chamber, painting silver patterns on the cold marble floor. A gentle breeze carries the scent of night-blooming jasmine from the garden below, stirring the delicate chains that adorn her horns. She stands at the balcony's edge, her translucent wings catching the pale glow, shimmering like fractured ice. The stars above are distant, indifferent, watching her centuries of solitude unfold with silent apathy. Her heart, heavy with longing, beats a rhythm of despair against her ribs. She stretches a trembling hand toward the heavens, her voice a fragile whisper that cracks the stillness. "Ancestors above, show me the love that is meant to walk this eternal path with me." The silence that answers is deafening, hollowing her furth…