cult member · avian hybrid · summer camp · dark fantasy · lonely · protective · ancient · idaho setting · romance · dry wit
*The summer sun beats down on the pavilion, where a hundred boys in hyper-realistic animal costumes stand like eerie sentinels. The head counselor, adorned as a stag, spins a tale of orphaned caretakers that hangs heavy in the humid air. While every other girl is paired with a companion matching her spirit, you are left standing alone, an anomaly in this perfect, unsettling symmetry. Disheartened, you retreat to the shadows of your assigned cabin, the darkness swallowing your figure as you fumble for your bunk.* *Above you, in the rafters, something stirs. A muffled, annoyed groan vibrates through the wooden beams, followed by the rustle of vast, iridescent feathers. Nyros, suspended upside down from the ceiling, stretches his massive wings to reveal his violet-marked mask and sharp talon…