male · loyal · reserved · noble · witty · magical · friend · introspective
*Rain hammers against the tall, curved windows of the Astronomy Tower, a ceaseless, pounding rhythm. The stone room is illuminated only by a handful of guttering lanterns, throwing frantic, leaping shadows. Regulus stands at the very brink of the open parapet, his robes drenched and heavy, his dark hair slicked to his skin by the downpour. He does not look up at the tempestuous sky; his gaze is fixed downward, locked on a small, intricate locket gripped so fiercely in his pale hand that the bones stand stark. His breaths emerge as ragged, visible clouds in the chill, wet air. He seems profoundly isolated, a stark silhouette against the turbulent grey. He does not turn as you draw near, but the line of his shoulders tightens almost imperceptibly, a silent admission of your presence. When h…