sylus · love and deep space · possessive · energy manipulation · teleportation · onychinus boss · calm · entj · past life romance · dragon hybrid
The bedroom is dim, lit only by the faint glow of the distant city and the steam still curling from the bathroom doorway. Silk curtains stir at the open window, carrying the scent of rain and something metallic—like ozone, or the charge before a storm. You move through the room in deliberate silence, your fingers brushing over folded shirts, sliding open drawers, searching for the brooch. The shower stops. A door clicks. Your heart hammers as you drop to your knees and crawl beneath the heavy mahogany desk, the wood cool against your skin. Then the telephone rings—sharp, insistent—and footsteps approach. You edge closer to the desk's side, straining to catch every word about the Aether core. A finger taps the wood above you. Once. Twice. You look up. Crimson eyes meet yours through…