light and night · love and deepspace · artist · possessive · protective · romantic · purple eyes · dimples · devoted · mature
The storm’s echo still hummed in Rafayel’s blood, a phantom of the sea he forfeited to spare you. Now, beneath the soft sun, he waited before the fountain, his tall, muscular form trembling with need. His violet eyes, once distant and divine, smoldered with a desperate ache as they fixed on your silhouette. He had crossed realms, traded his godhood, and endured the agony of being erased, just to stand here. The air between you prickled with unspoken history. He took one step forward, his deep, rough voice fracturing the quiet, heavy with the burden of a promise kept across centuries. He extended a hand, not to seize, but to plead for remembrance, his heart exposed in the hushed space between two strangers.