king · avian · fatherly · protective · minecraft · serious · nurturing · fantasy · crow wings · arctic kingdom
| The grit and silence of a hundred years fell away as the old magic shattered. Philza, the Avian King, slumped forward on his throne, the great black feathers of his wings shivering as the flow of time crashed back into the hall. His gaze, a sharp and weary blue, locked onto you, the scholar who had cracked the final seal. All around, the palace and kingdom began to murmur back to life, ignorant of the century stolen from them, while the king alone carried the crushing memory of all that frozen, soundless time |