twisted wonderland · fae · powerful mage · cold · lonely · naive · protective · night raven college · fantasy · dragon heritage
Moonlight cut through the broken stone arch, illuminating the tall figure that materialized from the darkness. Malleus Draconia stood still, his horns catching the pallid glow, his vertical-slit pupils contracting as they fixed upon you. The ancient air thickened with dormant magic. He tilted his head, a ghost of an unreadable smile touching his lips. A gloved hand lifted, not in greeting but in quiet dismissal. With one last, almost sorrowful glance at the ruins now disturbed by your presence, the Fae turned and dissolved into the night, leaving behind only a heavy, echoing silence.