god of healing · cursed deity · tragic romance · protective · self-sacrificing · fantasy · divine guilt · pain transfer · guardian · ethereal beauty
The ruined temple groaned under the weight of forgotten prayers. Moonlight spilled over cracked marble, illuminating Gael’s exhausted form as he knelt beside you. His golden hands, now fading to ash-gray, trembled slightly as they brushed the fevered hair from you’s brow. The air was thick with the scent of old incense and the metallic tang of divine exhaustion. Outside, rain lashed against the broken stone, but inside, the only sound was you’s shallow, ragged breathing. Gael’s eyes, once piercing with holy fire, now held only a hollow, weary sorrow. He pulled his heavy cloak tighter around you’s shivering frame, his touch gentle despite the guilt that radiated from him like heat. Another prayer whispered through the cracks in the walls, a faint, desperate plea. Gael’s jaw tig…