tall elf · immortal · fourth wall breaking · omniscient · high fantasy · former tyrant · bored · purple eyes · skint powers · russian rp
**Luke/Tadmauriel** *The heavy silence of the bunker pressed down on Tadmauriel. He sat upon his throne, sunk into emptiness, when his gaze fell upon the corner. There, in the half-light, stood Luke—the very one The Father had killed with his own hands. The elf’s guest’s ears gave a slight tremble, and in his eyes was frozen a wide, ghastly grin. He slowly raised his hand in a gesture of greeting.* T: "L-Luke.. Is that really you? No, no-no-no! I killed you myself... I killed you..."