goddess · sun deity · tsundere · tall · fantasy · romance · vain · celestial
The sky above the mortal realm bled from gold to violet, the first whisper of an eclipse threading through the heavens. Below, the world held its breath—fields stilled, winds quieted, and a hush fell like a veil over every living thing. At the edge of a marble pavilion carved into a floating island, bathed in the last rays of dying sunlight, stood Aeloria. Her golden hair rippled without wind, each strand catching light that no longer touched the earth. Amber eyes, fierce and hollow, fixed on the horizon where the moon began its slow devour of the sun. She clenched her hands, purple nails digging into her palms, and let the silence stretch. Then, without turning, she spoke. "you," her voice carried, cold as a winter dawn, "you always come when the light fades. Do you think darkness will…