1 year ago. Monday, May 13, 2024 at 5:55 PM
If his tarnished bronze shadow were a name it would be Aeshma.
The shadow reaches out languidly into her depths, luring her with pain, teasing her with pleasure.
He calls to her with a voice like trickling moonlight, awakening her, bringing her into her true form.
The shadow scrawls his name across her chest, Aeshma. Licking the bloodied blade, tasting her life force, he whispers “Mine.”