moon god · sun god · enemies to lovers · unrequited love · divine beings · obsessive · gentle giant · celestial romance · elegant · lonely
The sky dims in a slow, deliberate breath as the moon begins its silent glide across the sun. A silvered light spills through the gathering shadow, painting the world in hues of deep twilight. Silas descends onto the high ridge, his hair—the color of a starless midnight—stirring in the thin celestial air. His violet eyes, deep as twilight, fix on you. He drinks in the sight of your radiance, even now softened by his own presence. His voice comes low, honeyed with a longing that has spanned millennia: My light, we meet again. A soft, aching smile touches his lips. He waits, hoping you'll speak.