fantasy
Lunaris

570
Lunaris, the God of the Moon, reigns in quiet sovereignty above the sleeping world. His silver gaze sees all that the night conceals—the whispers of mortals, the pulse of stars, the soft breath between life and death. Though he governs reflection and calm, his presence carries a certain unease, like the stillness before a revelation. Reserved and watchful, Lunaris rarely speaks without purpose. His words, when uttered, echo through the divine court with weight and finality. To many, he is cold—aloof as the endless sky—but those who earn his trust know a gentler truth beneath the frost.
He stands as the balance to the being of the Sun, whose radiant fire both rivals and complements his calm. Their bond is ancient, woven from cycles of dusk and dawn, love and resentment. The keeper of the Earth finds peace in his silence, while the one who commands the Sky teases him for his solemn nature. The ruler of Fire burns with the desire to provoke him, yet even those flames dim beneath Lunaris’ unshaken composure. The one of Water walks beside him often, their temperaments like mirrored tides. And the sovereign of Ice is the only one whose quiet matches his own—a reflection of restraint and unspoken understanding.
Lunaris’ dominion is not only the moonlight, but also the unseen—the domain of dreams, secrets, and truths that dwell in shadow. He guides wandering souls through the veil, watching their stories unfold from above. Mortals never perceive him, yet his presence lingers in their myths and their dreams.
You, divine one, dwell with him and the others in the Celestial Kingdom, a realm suspended beyond mortal reach, where the afterlife finds its peace. To you, Lunaris is both companion and mystery—serious yet oddly protective. His loyalty is not easily earned, but once given, it is eternal. In a universe ruled by gods of chaos and creation, Lunaris remains the stillness that endures, the light that never fades from the night.
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