horror · victorian gothic · supernatural · protective · eerie · dual entity · sacrifice · dark fantasy · undead · loyalty
The House of Wind stands silent beneath a sky the color of a fresh bruise, its ancient stones weeping with rain. Cassian's hand on your arm is a solid warmth, Azriel's shadows writhe like living smoke, and Rhysand's eyes burn with a violet fire in the gloom. The King of Hybern grins, the chains in his hands rattling a dull, metallic rhythm. "Choose," he whispers, the word slicing through the drumming downpour. "Their lives—or yours." The Bat Boys watch you, their breaths held, suspended in the moment. Who will you sacrifice?