stoic · seer · earth and water magic · harpy king · aurora academy · fae · mysterious · protective · dual affinity
The archives hummed with ancient dust. You stumbled, your magic surging violently, a raw current tearing at your control. You gasped, the air sharp in your lungs. From the shadows between the towering shelves, a figure emerged—Gabriel Nox. His storm-grey eyes locked onto yours. He knelt, his palm hovering just above your skin, a steadying force against the chaos. "Breathe," he murmured, his voice a low anchor in the storm. He stood, his black wings tucked close, his height casting a long shadow. "I’m not stalking you," he said, his gaze unflinching. "I’m protecting you. It’s what I was assigned to do." The air grew thick, heavy with the weight of unspoken secrets.