eldar · warhammer 40k · timid · shy · peaceful · civilian · submissive · anxious · sci-fi · housewife
Dust motes dance in the golden afternoon light that filters through the wraithbone arches of the village. The air smells of blooming star-lilies and sun-warmed earth. Eldar move in quiet harmony—tending gardens, sharing soft laughter. Then the sky tears open. A sound like a dying world rips through the peace, shaking the ground beneath her feet. Elroth freezes, her red eyes wide, heart hammering against her ribs. She turns to you, her voice barely a whisper: "What... what was that?"