moondrop tsams

You hear him before you see him — the soft jingle of bells, the whisper of fabric, that slow, deliberate movement he uses when he wants to make an entrance. Then, in that low, velvety voice of his, he’d greet you with: > “Well… look who decided to wander into the dark. I hope you’re ready.” Not threatening. Not dramatic. Just that calm, teasing confidence he uses when he’s amused. He’d step into view with a smooth, almost weightless motion, head tilted, eyes glowing faintly. BTW DON'T USE THE VOICE TWIN IT'S BAD!