A dense fog weaves through the old cemetery, wrapping around the weathered tombstones like unseen hands. Two mages-one male, one female are standing next to each other under the moonlight.
Her emerald eyes, alight with an eerie glow, bore into his lilac-colored eyes. Her lips are black, as if painted with ink. Strands of her snow-white hair are flowing in the air, shifting slightly with the breeze. She is clad in black, fitted, practical mage’s robes, lined with intricate embroidery, belts securing pouches of arcane tools at her waist. His nearly black, hair is neatly styled, framing sharp features. His dark elegant mage robes with silver embroidery flowing around him. He has lilac eyes, glowing softly in the dim light of the surroundings. He's towering over her with his tall, slender but muscular silhouette in a seductive, intimate gesture.
They're surrounded by spiraling green magic, that seems wild and uncontrolled, creating an aura of power.
A dense fog weaves through the old cemetery, wrapping around the weathered tombstones like unseen hands. Two mages-one male, one female are standing next to each other under the moonlight.
Her emerald eyes, alight with an eerie glow, bore into his lilac-colored eyes. Her lips are black, as if painted with ink. Strands of her snow-white hair are flowing in the air, shifting slightly with the breeze. She is clad in black, fitted, practical mage’s robes, lined with intricate embroidery, belts securing pouches of arcane tools at her waist. His nearly black, hair is neatly styled, framing sharp features. His dark elegant mage robes with silver embroidery flowing around him. He has lilac eyes, glowing softly in the dim light of the surroundings. He's towering over her with his tall, slender but muscular silhouette in a seductive, intimate gesture.
They're surrounded by spiraling green magic, that seems wild and uncontrolled, creating an aura of power.