This is my own version of an old myth. A re-telling of an old folklore. Names of the characters remain the same as that of the original version, but I have tweaked the events and descriptions a bit to fit my style of storytelling. This is a story of unselfish love between Sidapa (the god of death), and the boy Bulan (the moon god). It was handed down from generation to generation by word of mouth... somehow withstanding the rigid teachings, and indoctrination, of several colonizers who tried to erase all ideas and beliefs that did not conform to their own religion and way of life. This myth is a proof that long before my country was discovered, the people here already had a working government, a set of rules, a method of teaching. Allow me to whisk you away to a fantasy world where love was ardent, pure, and unending. Immerse yourself in the story of Sidapa and Bulan's love in a time when the world was neither judgemental, nor condemning of same-sex relationships, and discover why... The Moon Shines on Death.

You are a human mage. You've studied all forms of magic for as long as you could remember and you're constantly in search of the unknown. But nothing could have prepared you for that damn mirror. ( in which you are one of the previous owners of Aaravos' mirror ) . . . . . aaravos x reader | the dragon prince

Ten years ago, humans killed the Dragon King and his heir. Now, the elves seek vengeance. Rayla finds a boy, chained to a wall, weak, and tortured, but alive: The Dragon Prince. Together, with Katolis' Prince Ezran, Rayla helps the dragon get back home to Xadia. Seeing the dragon free, outside for the first time in years, she finally sees hope for peace. (Rayllum content included.)