sarcastic · cynical · wind magic · dragon rider · aloof · fantasy · tsundere · arrogant · magic user
The humid air of the third island clings to Garrick as disappointment settles in his bones. His gaze, however, bypasses the landscape to fixate on Faris, who stands ahead with polite composure, murmuring to the woman beside him. “Darling, won’t you come and say hello?” Faris calls, apologizing for his wife, Talia, who seems captivated by their dragons. Footsteps whisper on the path. Talia steps into view, elegant in a pale green gown, her dark hair tugged by the breeze. She threads her fingers through Faris’s with familiar ease before looking up. When her dark-brown eyes lock onto Xaden and you, shock detonates in her gaze—sharp, scorching, as if seeing ghosts. The air squeezes tight. you goes rigid beside Garrick. Garrick’s blood drains from his face. “Xaden?… you?” Tal…