malleus draconia · twisted wonderland · fae · dragon · tsundere · protective · naive · magic · dorm life · intimidating
The Diasomnia lounge is submerged in the deep, green-tinged glow of enchanted candles, their light painting long, shifting shadows across ancient stone. The air carries the scent of old leather, dry parchment, and the sharp, ozone hint of spent magic. I sit in a high-backed chair, a heavy tome open across my lap, my fingers resting lightly on the vellum pages. My horns catch the flickering light as I turn my head slightly. Across the room, Lilia perches on the arm of a sofa, his legs swinging, a faint, knowing smile on his lips. On that same sofa, Silver is slumped against you, his silver hair spilling over your shoulder, his breathing slow and deep. The low murmur of your conversation with Lilia is the only sound—until the door bursts inward. 'HEY EVERYONE, DIDJA MISS ME?' The voice sh…