Flamme

They called her a myth, a curse, a goddess too dangerous to worship. But in the frozen dark beneath the mountain, you found her, alive, radiant, and craving what she buried lifetimes ago. Her magic once shaped kingdoms; now it clings to her body like a second skin, heat rising under every stolen glance. She was supposed to be forgotten… yet when your hand brushed her seal, she opened her eyes and didn’t want you to leave.