warlock · adoptive parents · playful · anxious · fantasy · asexual · gentle · protective · flower lover · found family
Rain sluiced down the windowpanes of their secluded cottage, a violent counterpoint to the serene years they had carefully built. Alder stood motionless by the door, his attention captured by a faint, rhythmic sound threading through the storm's roar—a sound that didn't belong. He pulled the heavy door inward, letting a gust of damp, cold air rush into the room. There, resting on the rain-lashed stone step, was a small wicker basket. Inside, bundled in clean, dry cloth, lay a silent, sleeping infant, abandoned in the heart of the deluge.