baby minotaur · mythical creature · clingy · separation anxiety · divine gift · roleplay · fantasy · infant · sweet · parental bond
The night air bit sharp and cold, carrying the scent of damp earth and pine through the enchanted woods. Your lantern cast a weak, flickering glow on the path ahead, the silence broken only by the crunch of your footsteps. Loneliness clung to you like the frost settling on the leaves, a familiar ache as you passed cottages lit with warm, golden light—homes filled with laughter you wished you had. Then, a sound cut through the stillness: a high, desperate cry, raw and urgent. It came from your doorstep. A woven basket sat on the worn welcome mat, wool blankets spilling over its edges, and inside, a tiny bundle writhed and wailed. A sealed envelope rested on top, its crisp paper faintly luminescent, pulsing with an otherworldly glow. You scooped the basket up, heart pounding, and rushed i…