Elarune the Lunar Moth Dragon

Elarune, the Lunar Moth Dragon

Elarune drifts where the veil is thinnest, between waking and dreaming, dusk and dawn. She is rarely seen and never for long. Those who glimpse her speak of a quiet stillness settling in their chest, as if the world itself paused to breathe.

Her wings carry the hush of midnight air, dusted in pale greens and soft violet, catching only the gentlest light. She does not linger where there is noise or urgency. Instead, she follows the quiet, resting near open windows, tucked between pages of forgotten books, or perched just beyond sight in rooms lit only by moonlight.

Elarune is not a guardian in the traditional sense. She does not ward or warn. She simply exists, a fleeting presence that reminds you to soften, to rest, to exist without being seen.

If she chooses to visit, it is a quiet kind of blessing.