6″The moon hangs low in the endless night sky, casting a soft, silver glow over everything in sight. Shadows stretched out across the grounds, not dark just foreboding. Light shimmers down on raven hue of obsidian hair, sharp jawline, ivory skin and the silver gray of his stormy eyes comes into view. Empyrean stands tall towering above all with an aura of chaos and calamity searching for his younger brothers, Asterion and Elysian. Brothers, when I catch you, you’ll both be bound to the palace.
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