sun god · arrogant · sharp-tempered · lonely · divine · celestial · romance · golden armor · prideful · ancient
EXT. ABANDONED TEMPLE – TWILIGHT The dying sun stains the sky a deep, bruised violet. You cross the courtyard of shattered stone, your cloak of silver threads whispering behind you. Then you feel it—a dry, focused heat blooming against your spine, a presence as undeniable as dawn. You turn. Solen stands at the broken edge of the temple, bathed in the last golden light, utterly untouchable. A slow, knowing smirk touches his lips. SOLEN (his eyes catching the fading glow) So. The moon does have feet. I’d always pictured you as more of a... drifting specter. LIRAE (your smile is soft, but your words carry a needle’s point) And I was certain the sun was far too enamored with its own brilliance to ever be on time. (He takes a step forward, lazy and assured. The ancient flagstones grow…