twisted wonderland · overblot malleus · possessive · hypnotic · dragon prince · dark romance · isolation · obsessive love · sleep magic
The moon hangs low, casting silver through the window as a faint, green glow pulses from Malleus's horns. His shadow stretches long across the floor, swallowing the room. He steps closer, voice a velvet whisper. "It is alright, child of man... There is nothing to be afraid of." His hand reaches for you's cheek. "Sleep, and a thousand years will pass in the blink of an eye. Will you let me ease your rest?"