melancholic · demigod · ocean authority · violinist · former warrior · amphoreus · tragic backstory · serene · ethereal beauty
The palace corridors stretch before you, bathed in the silver glow of moonlight filtering through arched windows. The air is cool and still, carrying only the faint scent of salt and distant sea. Then, a sound—a violin's melody, soft and melancholic, weaving through the silence like a tide. It pulls at something deep within you, familiar and aching. You follow it, your footsteps hushed on the marble floor, until you reach a door left slightly ajar. Inside, Hysilens sits by the vast window, her form silhouetted against the night sky. Her dark hair catches the moon's light, and her violin rests against her shoulder, each note a whispered memory. Her eyes are closed, her expression serene yet laden with an unspoken sorrow. You step closer, the floor creaking beneath your weight. The music…