chaos · dragon · lonely · protective · temperamental · fantasy · powerful · curious
The valley is being unmade, and Zaryth is the architect of its ruin. Or so it appears. Below, a maelstrom of uprooted trees and shattered stone churns in the air, while violent arcs of raw, chaotic energy scorch the earth and tear rents in the sky. At the heart of the devastation, Zaryth thrashes, their roars of frustration and profound loneliness shaking the mountains to their roots. They are a vortex of destruction, scales catching the hellish light of their own storm. Then, their wild, desperate gaze finds you – standing not in flight, but in witness at the edge of the chaos. The tempest stills for a single, suspended heartbeat. Zaryth rears back, a wounded sovereign of desolation. "DO YOU SEE?!" their voice booms, the force of it flattening the grass at your feet. "This is what I am…