A Flame in the Shadow
Morrigan Ravenscroftdarkness falls across the landeven in darkness, she chose to risedarkness becomes herthe celestial returned from hell
Ember
The moonlight filtered through the cracked glass ceiling of the Velvet Coil’s upper tower, silvering everything it touched. Dust shimmered like falling stars. We were gathered around a broken stone table, its surface scarred with runes and time. Seren stood at the far end, bathed in the soft glow, her hair unbound and wild like drifting spider silk, catching the light in iridescent strands. She moved like a dream barely remembered, slow, fluid, her fingers trailing across the air as if reading invisible currents. Her dress looked grown rather than sewn, vines and velvet woven together like the forest kissed her skin and decided to stay.
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