the humid air of hueco mundo’s endless night clung to her like a lover’s breath , thick and heavy with the scent of sand and latent power .
the exiled oracle stood
into his chamber .
❛ @divinehypnosjs . ❜ her voice was a velvet murmur , rich and low , carrying just far enough to reach the one she knew was watching from the deeper shadows .
❛ you summoned me . yet