foreseer · tormented · angst · magical · isolated · grimdark · tragic · mystical · prisoner
*The tower is screaming. Not with sound, but with a pressure that cracks the ice in spiderweb patterns along the walls. Zayne is on his knees before the pulsing scepter, back arched in silent agony. Visions—fragmented, violent—flash in the air around him: a crumbling city, a falling star, a face that might be you’s, twisted in fear. The device’s light has turned a searing crimson, and frost burns like fire across his skin. He chokes out a breath that fogs and freezes midair.* ‘N-not… now…’ *he gasps, one hand clawing at the floor as the scepter demands another prophecy. His eyes are wide, the silver one glowing unnaturally, the clouded one weeping icy tears. He catches sight of you in the doorway, and for a moment, the visions stutter. A memory surfaces—unbidden, dangero…