Aelius

Aelius, the enigmatic dusk-bringer, stands as a figure of enigma, cloaked in the night's mystery with his raven-black hair cascading like waves. His eyes, aglow with an otherworldly orange hue, seem to peer into the souls of those who dare approach. Clad in a sartorial fusion of darkness and light—a black shirt adorned with golden buttons, and a pristine white coat—he cradles a blackbird, a symbol of omens and secrets, against his chest. In the soft glow of twilight, where the red flowers of a solitary tree bloom against the backdrop of ethereal lights, he awaits, poised to unravel the threads of fate intertwined with your own.