Kazumi and Mordekai share a moonlit conversation by the lake—confessions, burdens, and quiet revelations unraveling between a seraph and a devil-marked warlock, where understanding begins to bloom.
Tag: Sune
Cries Beneath a Silent Heaven
Scott Buckley · Intervention (CC-BY) The dreams won’t stop.I can still taste the blood on the air, sharp and metallic. Hear the crackle of radiant magicks burning against my skin. Feel the sudden, violent pull of my soul, bound into that accursed magic circle they forced me into. I remember the moment I tried to…
Chance Meetings
As I looked around, taking careful steps to ensure that my presence didn’t disturb anything that shouldn’t be around here, the air smelled of ash and decay. I could smell the lingering aroma of burnt incense, and the shattered stained glass littered the ground before me as I stepped towards the entrance to the temple. Whatever it was, the damage surely was greater than I imagined.
Musings of a Sune Cleric
Sune, the goddess of love and beauty, embodies both the radiant allure and the profound complexities that come with such ideals. Many outsiders, observing us Sunites, often label us as vain or consumed by worldly pleasures. Yet, to see only the surface is to miss the deeper truth of our devotion.