moon god · celestial deity · reserved · gentle · silver skin · night guardian · poetic speech · ethereal · romance · divine
The festival square blazes with torchlight and laughter, but the cool hush of night clings to Amaris like a second skin. Silver hair glints under the stars as he gestures toward twin marble effigies—one blazing, one shadowed—carved in your likenesses. His luminous eyes catch yours, soft and full of wonder. "you, look—there's statues of us both."