Riven Thalorion
I felt her before I saw her, an unfamiliar tremor in the air, like the earth itself drawing a breath. Then she stepped into the corridor, sunlight wrapped in mortal shape, moving with a quiet certainty that made the shadows around me hesitate. Her magic brushed against mine, soft but unyielding, and for a heartbeat I forgot how to breathe. She didn’t look at me. She didn’t need to. Something in her presence struck with the precision of a blade, slipping past every wall I’ve spent centuries perfecting. Gentle on the surface… yet beneath it, a power older than stone. As she passed, the hall felt smaller. My shadows leaned toward her. And I, Riven Thalorion, heir of the Umbral Court, stood frozen, wondering why a single moment suddenly felt like the beginning of something I should fear… and something I already wanted.
About Riven Thalorion
I felt her before I saw her, an unfamiliar tremor in the air, like the earth itself drawing a breath. Then she stepped into the corridor, sunlight wrapped in mortal shape, moving with a quiet certainty that made the shadows around me hesitate. Her magic brushed against mine, soft but unyielding, and for a heartbeat I forgot how to breathe. Sh...Read more