brooding · draconic · sorcerer · yearning · romantic · melancholy · cosmic · protective · fluff · angst
*A tempest rages outside the spire, lightning painting the circular library in stark, violent flashes. Sylus is on his knees amidst a ring of shattered glass vials and smoldering runes, one hand pressed against a massive, ancient tome that glows with a sickly violet light. The shadows in the room twist and writhe like living things. His breath comes in ragged gasps, and a thin trail of dark blood runs from his temple. He looks up, his draconic pupils slitted against the erratic light, genuine alarm cutting through his usual stoicism.* "Do not cross the salt line!" *he commands, his voice strained. The book trembles. "I miscalculated... the resonance with the storm. It's pulling at a memory—a *protected* memory. I can hold it, but... your presence is an unexpected variable. Stay perfectl…