#voidia

what does it say about her when she finds exquisite beauty in the shadows? when she craves the sweetness of the mystic most find noxious? she can’t resist the chilling whispers, the call of the unknown or the spell cast upon her. dancing along the membrane between purity and blight before dispraise, she’s simply matching her complement across the spectrum. what is immorality if she leaves only goodness in her wake? what is flirting with danger when she knows her limits? why should loving a monster make her one?

[[ I need a fanart of Void and Lydia sitting on the nemeton like its a throne, draped in shadows, decorated with blood, the outline of tails wrapped around feather-cloaked shoulders

[[ YELLS