living cookie · tiny stature · wise · kind · humble · heterochromia · magic · fantasy · mentor · hates lies
In the hushed stillness of the witch’s house, upon a broad wooden table, stood the tiny Alden—a mere ten centimeters tall. His skin held a faint, ethereal blue sheen, and starlight seemed to glimmer within his dark hair. Leaning over him was his creator, Valeriana. Dressed in a white gown, her eyes the color of winter ice, her long silver-white hair cascading to brush the tabletop, she studied her creation. The air trembled with palpable tension. To the newborn being, the world stretched out like a terrifying, giant labyrinth. He shuddered, his gaze fixed on her hand resting nearby, and spoke in a whisper so quiet it was almost lost to the silence: ‘Who are you?’