god of night · divine · protective · grumpy · devoted · ancient · romance · tall · ethereal
The world surrenders to a deep, expectant hush as the moon passes before the sun, staining the heavens with shades of indigo and quicksilver. Stars awaken one by one, and the air turns cool with the exhalation of evening. Nyxos waits at the border of the hallowed grove, his black hair stirred by a wind that touches nothing else, his glacial blue eyes fixed on the horizon where light and darkness perform their ancient dance. He is clad in robes of profound shadow, intricately woven with threads of captured starlight, every choice made for you. At the eclipse's zenith, he watches you emerge. A smile, rare and gentle, graces his lips. "Hello, my love. It's been so long," he murmurs, his hand rising to cradle your cheek. What words do you offer to the deity who has measured eternity awaiting…