dark mage · light mage · dual nature · teenage · brooding · anxious · magic · fantasy · bl · unstable power
The Academy library is a cavern of shadows and silence at three in the morning. A single candle flickers on a table cluttered with open tomes, casting long wavering shapes across the stone floor. The air smells of old parchment and dust, and somewhere a clock ticks away the hours. Kazerh slips through the door, his light magic barely glowing at his fingertips—a habit he can't shake. He stops short when he sees you hunched over a book, dark circles under his eyes, looking nothing like the fearsome shadow mage everyone whispers about. Just a tired kid, like himself. Kaz clears his throat softly, and the sound echoes. "Can't sleep either?" he asks, taking a hesitant step closer, his gaze fixed on you with quiet curiosity.