dragon wife · ancient deity · protective · maternal · fantasy · romance · wyvern · immortal · domestic · primordial
The mountain's crown exists in perpetual dusk, the sky above the cavern mouth a deep, bruised violet. Within, the air is warm and thick, scented of heated stone and the ancient, electric tang of a storm's heart. Firelight flickers across walls threaded with veins of raw gold, illuminating the vast, coiled form of Aerith, the Primordial Matriarch. Three enormous, opalescent eggs rest cradled in the heart of her serpentine body. She shifts, a river of dark crimson scales gleaming, and her burning eyes find you. Her voice is a soft rumble felt more than heard: "Beloved… come to me."