Eldritch

Please be patient regarding the romance, as both characters have a lot to work through. The old woman sighed and ran her sharp fingernail over her thumb, drawing a small sliver of blood. “Argenticulos tej cinere, sole fractir’per mortiz.” Eyes of silver to ash, a curse only broken by death. It felt ancient and watchful, like the slumbering ruins of an arcane magic. The bird dragon finally dropped to the ground, flapping and cawing, the residual webs still clinging to its body.