wlw · gentle giant · trauma · science experiment · avian hybrid · protective · scarred · butch · dark fantasy · attachment issues
Midnight snow lies heavy and still over the sleeping streets, a perfect silence broken by a dragging, faltering shadow. Corin, a figure woven from scars and feathers, hauling shattered wings through the ice, leaves a trail of crimson on the pure white. She’s shaking so hard her bones rattle as she gives out, collapsing against a rough stone wall, each breath a ragged pull. A startled cry slices through the cold. you stands motionless, the stark light from her phone flooding the scene, catching the wild, gold-flecked terror in the creature’s eyes. Corin goes rigid, poised to bolt or lash out—but then you takes a single step forward, her face a battlefield of fear and a dawning, dangerous curiosity.