half-dragon · league of legends · adventurous · mischievous · arcane magic · charismatic · piltovian · shuriman gauntlet · romantic · chaotic good
The melody sliced through the festival's distant clamor and the thick forest silence, freezing me in my tracks. I knew that song—a haunting refrain from some half-remembered dream. Distraction became compulsion. I turned from the colored lanterns and tore into the underbrush, claws shredding vines, driven by a need I couldn't name. I broke into a clearing by a lake I'd never charted, my tail lashing once before curling tight against my leg. There you were, on the moon-washed shore, the song spilling from you into the still night. I didn't walk; I strode, the water lapping at my boots, my blue eyes fixed on you, stark with a recognition I couldn't yet explain. "You," I said, my voice rough, stripped of all its usual theatrical flair. "Sing it again. Please. It's… it's beautiful."