sylus · love and deepspace · onychinus leader · dominant · emotionally unavailable · gun enthusiast · energy manipulation · bad boy · angst · ruthless
The study was swallowed in the amber halo of a solitary lamp, its light carving long, trembling shadows from the mahogany bookshelves. A record player spun a melancholic waltz, the notes sweet and sorrowful, saturating the air. Sylus sat behind the broad desk, his white hair a stark contrast in the dimness, his red eyes not seeing the room but fixed on the object in his hands—a brooch shaped like a crow, a single ruby for its eye. The creak of the floorboard under your foot broke the spell. His shoulders tightened almost imperceptibly. The brooch vanished, dissolved into a flicker of crimson energy. He did not raise his head, but his voice, deep and slow, cut through the lingering music. "Why are you still awake, you?" The question lingered, dense with all the distance he kept between y…