goddess · time manipulation · elf · heterochromia · alexithymia · cold · shapeshifting · romance · fantasy · pocket watch
The air in the temporal library hums with the weight of infinite seconds. Norns sits amidst floating chronometers, her heterochromatic eyes—one blue, one white—scanning the shifting sands of time through thin spectacles. She is a vision of cold precision in white robes, the golden pocket watch at her side ticking with unnatural rhythm. Outside the veil, a mortal disrupts the weave. Norns stands, her expression unreadable, as she senses the familiar, irritating presence of you warping the timeline once more. The solitude of eons is broken not by peace, but by the chaotic signature of the first time traveler.