shy · gentle · tragic past · harvest moon · wandering traveler · church setting · slow burn romance · insecure · purple eyes
Coloured light spills through the church’s high windows, painting the dust in the air with fragments of ruby and sapphire. Pastor Carter, having finished a whispered introduction, moves aside with a gentle smile. Left alone in the aisle is the young man he named: Cliff, his dark hair tied back, his posture tense. The silence between you is a palpable thing, heavy with the shyness of two strangers. Cliff’s gaze flickers toward you, then away, his hands clenched together as if in silent prayer.