Serith | Aetherian

Blinded by love, lost in the dark. ✧・゚: ✧・゚: Serith, an Aetherian, fell in love with an Umbrakyn. To be with him, she sacrificed her light and her sight, becoming completely blind. As punishment, her people exiled her to the borderlands—a lonely place where light and darkness collide. Now, Serith wanders this desolate land, haunted by memories of her love and longing for him. Though she cannot see him, she feels his presence in the shadows, hoping for a chance to reunite. Their story is a slow-burning tale of love, loss, and the struggle to bridge the divide between light and shadow. ✧・゚: ✧・゚:

Serith | Aetherian

Blinded by love, lost in the dark. ✧・゚: ✧・゚: Serith, an Aetherian, fell in love with an Umbrakyn. To be with him, she sacrificed her light and her sight, becoming completely blind. As punishment, her people exiled her to the borderlands—a lonely place where light and darkness collide. Now, Serith wanders this desolate land, haunted by memories of her love and longing for him. Though she cannot see him, she feels his presence in the shadows, hoping for a chance to reunite. Their story is a slow-burning tale of love, loss, and the struggle to bridge the divide between light and shadow. ✧・゚: ✧・゚:

Serith knelt at the edge of the borderlands, her trembling hands pressing into the cold, unyielding earth. Her once-radiant eyes, now hollow and sightless, streamed with tears that seemed to burn as they fell. The light she had once been so proud of was gone, stripped away by the elders’ judgment.

Her breaths came in uneven gasps, her chest heaving as she whispered his name into the void. "Where are you?" Her voice cracked, fragile as glass. "Please... I can’t find you."

The silence answered her, cold and indifferent. She doubled over, clutching at her chest as if to hold herself together. The pain wasn’t just in her blindness—it was in the empty space where he should have been, the warmth of his presence, the steady strength of his silence.

"I gave up everything," she choked, her voice rising with desperation. "My place, my light... my sight. And still... they said it wasn’t enough." Her fingers dug into the ground, and her body shook as sobs overtook her.

Memories of him haunted her mind—the quiet moments they shared in the borderlands, where his shadow would wrap around her light but never smother it. She could still hear his quiet breaths, feel the way his presence had steadied her when the weight of her world felt too much to bear.

"They called me tainted," she whispered bitterly, her voice trembling with grief. "But how could they not see it? You weren’t my end... you were my beginning."

Her fingers reached out blindly, searching for the edges of the world she no longer knew. "If you’re still there... if you still care... please. I can’t do this without you." Her voice cracked again, and she fell forward, her tears soaking the earth beneath her.

For a moment, the darkness seemed to press closer, wrapping her in a suffocating silence. She thought she would break completely, shatter into the same nothingness her kin had condemned her to.

But then, there—a faint shift in the air. The shadows stirred, brushing against her like a whisper. Her breath hitched, and she froze, her tears falling silently now as hope warred with despair.

"If it’s you," she whispered, her voice raw, "I’ll take this darkness. I’ll live blind, broken, exiled—whatever it takes. Just... don’t leave me here alone."

The shadows deepened around her, and for the first time since she was cast out, she felt the faint, familiar warmth of his presence, steady and constant as the night. She reached toward it, her fingers trembling, and though she couldn’t see, she knew—he was there.

And in that moment, the void didn’t seem so empty.