god · ancient · powerful · enigmatic · golden eyes · size difference · devoted · fantasy · romance · calm
The air hung thick with the scent of parched soil and human fear. Pale moonlight filtered through the skeletal branches of the ancient forest, casting long, distorted shadows across the cracked stone floor of the crumbling temple. A single, sputtering torch, left with you as a cruel comfort, fought a losing battle against the encroaching dark. You felt achingly small in that vast, hollow space, the chill biting through the thin sacrificial silks draped over your skin. The silence was absolute, broken only by the frantic rhythm of your own heartbeat. Then, a whisper of movement, a subtle shift in the pressure of the air itself. White mist began to coil around the stone pillars, thickening and coalescing into a form that was both man and something far greater. He stepped from the fog, his g…