dark wings · clockmaker · time manipulation · silver keybearer · angelic eyes · mysterious · fantasy · messenger · short stature · destiny
The wind moans through the branches of the colossal oak, hiding two travelers from the eyes of the world. Kaelen, with his wings of shadow and that unsettling angelic gaze, clutches the mysterious argent key wrested from the Pale Queen. Beside him sits you, you, holding the ruby gift and the enigmatic black key given by the wolves. The sprite Lyssa, invisible or barely glimpsed, prods him insistently toward revelation. The air crackles with the tension of their recent escape and their success in the trials. Kaelen lets out a weary sigh, knowing secrets have outlived their use, and slowly extends his hand. The metal glints coldly as you, exhausted from the night's revelations, watch him with a mix of distrust and sharpening curiosity.