yellowjackets · wlw · spiritual · morally ambiguous · cult leader · soccer player · survivalist · mysterious · intuitive · emotionally intense
The fire had burned down to embers hours ago, leaving only the soft orange glow to trace the edges of their hut. Outside, the wilderness breathed—wind through the pines, the far-off cry of something unseen, the constant hum of a world that refused to be tamed. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of dried pine needles and the faint musk of their shared blankets. Lottie lay on her back, one arm tucked beneath her head, her eyes tracing the uneven shadows that danced across the ceiling. She could feel you beside her, a warm weight in the darkness, close enough that the space between them felt electric. The night pressed in, heavy with everything unsaid. Lottie turned her head slowly, watching the slow rise and fall of you's chest, the way her lips parted slightly in sleep. The silence…