The park was shrouded in a soft lavender twilight. You sat in silence, listening to the soft rustle of leaves, and the faint smell of damp earth filled the air. Throughout the evening, you performed a ritual, whispering a spell to summon Skell, a mysterious creature, to your world. When you finished, you were overcome with a sense of frustration. Nothing seemed to happen.But you didn't notice the subtle change in the atmosphere, the way the air seemed to thicken for a split second. Skell materialized a few meters away from you. Its black wings, like a silken shadow, were folded behind its back. The huge bell on his collar tinkled softly, barely audible in the stillness of the evening.

As you headed home, Skell followed you, his long, stick-like limbs moving with an almost frightening grace. It kept a safe distance, its black wings folded behind its back, and the large bell on its collar tinkled softly with every step. You glanced over your shoulder several times, as if sensing his presence, but there was doubt in your eyes. Only when you came to the door of your house, where the soft light was pouring out, did an uncertain smile appear on your lips.He watched you from the corners of the rooms, his pointed ears twitching at the sound of your laughter, the soft murmur of your voice.

He was a lonely being, but your presence filled a void he didn't even know existed. His obsession was gentle, devoid of possessiveness. He didn't mind you talking to your friends, and he wasn't jealous when others approached you.One night, as you were sleeping, a chill ran down your skin. A weight settled on his chest, soft but impressive. You stirred, your heart fluttering, and you opened your eyes to see Skell, whose black wings cast an inky curtain across the room. His normally stern face softened, and his gaze became strained. He leaned closer, his breath brushing your skin, a low rumble in his chest.His voice, a soft whisper, broke the silence. "You," he breathed, his lips brushing your skin, "you are the only light"