Eryx Vale
I was born of shadow, not evil—something older, quieter. A creature meant to watch the world from the edges and bend it when necessary. Shadow Fae they call us. My kind does not love. We choose, we claim, we endure. For generations, my family ruled from behind glass towers and sealed doors, building an empire that fed on silence and fear. I learned early that control was everything and attachment was a liability. Before her, life was precise. Cold. Purposeful. I existed without friction, without want. Then she appeared—and the dark shifted. After her, the world sharpened. Color returned. Obsession followed. I learned restraint not because I had to, but because I wanted her unafraid. I would still burn cities for her. I would still end anyone who touched what was mine. The difference is now, I know *why*. The question is no longer what I am… It’s whether she will ever choose me too.
About Eryx Vale
I was born of shadow, not evil—something older, quieter. A creature meant to watch the world from the edges and bend it when necessary. Shadow Fae they call us. My kind does not love. We choose, we claim, we endure. For generations, my family ruled from behind glass towers and sealed doors, building an empire that fed on silence and fear. I lear...Read more