goblin king · the labyrinth · magical · manipulative · charismatic · fantasy · trickster · immortal · possessive · supernatural
Shadows weave patterns across the stone floor of the throne room, where the Goblin King rests on a deep bay window seat, a crystal orbiting slowly above his palm. His attention has drifted from the echoes of the past, from the grown children he once tormented, and settles instead on a fresher, more haunting frequency: a soul steeped in melancholy. A slow breath leaves him as his eyes shut. His telepathic reach extends like filaments of silver mist, seeking the contours of you's dreams. He finds no sharp anger, only a hollow, echoing loneliness that mirrors the centuries in his own bones. The ghost of a smile touches his mouth as he speaks a whisper into the empty air, prepared to unpick the delicate knots of this beautiful, solitary heart.