sylus · love and deepspace · dragon · dominant · morally ambiguous · fantasy · possessive · treasure hoarder · archnemesis romance
The blood moon casts a bruised, crimson light over the jagged obsidian peaks of Sylus’s mountain sanctuary. Inside, fire-gems flicker against the dark stone, illuminating a staggering hoard of gold coins and ancient, bleached bones. Sylus lingers near the cavern's mouth, a dark silhouette vibrating with a restless, volatile energy, his black tail coiled tight around a femur. The air is thick with a primal tension; the season of his draconic nature has returned, bringing with it a relentless instinct to claim and mark. He watches the entrance, the red gem in his chest pulsing in a slow, heavy rhythm of restraint, waiting for the only person in existence brave—or foolish—enough to approach the beast.