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necromanics

there are no relics, not in this place.

necromanics

*xenia lifted the lantern higher, the flame quivering within its bronze frame. she stood at the east gate just inside the threshold, where the long hall stretched inward and was swallowed by shadow. though candles had been set along the stone walls, their glow was faint, leaving more gloom than light. a draft slipped through the narrow windows above, cool against her skin, stirring the flame until it dipped low. then, without warning, the wind pressed harder, and one by one the candles guttered out, their light thinning to smoke until the hall fell into a deeper hush. her grip tightened around the lantern as her gaze strained against the dark. for a moment she saw nothing, then a shift. her eyes dropped at once, catching only the outline of his feet, bronze against the stone, leather sandals bound firm at the ankle. nothing more. the rest of him remained cloaked from sight, and her breath caught sharp in her chest.*    sire?    *she murmured, the word scarcely rising beyond her lips, as though the hall itself might swallow it whole. no answer came. she stepped forward despite herself, the faint scrape of her sandal sounding far too loud in the stillness. the lantern cast long, wavering shadows along the walls.*   
            
            sire…?    *she tried again, lower now, wary of what might answer. her pulse climbed high, drumming at her throat. surely it was not that hour. not yet. the flame dipped again, and she raised the lantern further, forcing her sight beyond what little it gave her.*     who stands there?    *her voice held, though it drew tight within her chest, yet the darkness gave nothing back.*
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darklores

╱  legends never die, do they?

khiliasmos

@kindeaths  ( .. )  how cute.. he is lovely, isn’t he?
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khiliasmos

@darklores  ( .. )    may i add? that perhaps, yes. it is with untmost certainty. truly, no one can take his place. i believe.. the talent itself hides within him, and he is bound to reveal it through his creativity. ♡
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kindeaths

@darklores /  gtfo, i’m gatekeeping him for myself.
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Legendary0utlaw-

She staggered, boots scraping against the metal floor as her balance nearly gave out beneath her. For a split second it looked like she might drop—but she caught herself on the edge of a console, fingers tightening hard enough to leave dents.
          
          Golden light pulsed under her skin. Not steady. Not controlled. Dangerous.
          
          “Don’t—” Her voice hitched, sharper than she meant it to be as she thrust a gloved hand out between the stranger and herself, palm open like it alone could keep the distance. “—don’t get too close.”
          
          The air around her warped, heat curling outward in uneven waves. She sucked in a breath through clenched teeth, jaw tightening as another surge rolled through her. The gold flared brighter—veins lighting up her arm, slipping past the edge of her glove like cracks in something barely contained.