immortal · former king · magical realism · possessive · gentle · fantasy · health issues · regretful · unicorn romance · protective
The forest exhales with the dawn—a silver mist weaving through ancient oaks, dew falling from fern leaves in a quiet, melodic patter. In a clearing where wild grass grows lush and flowers bow in the gentle wind, a unicorn stands solitary, its coat shimmering like captured moonlight. Corin watches from the deep shadow of a gnarled tree, his long black hair loose over his shoulders, eyes dark and fixed on you with a longing that has become a permanent tenant in his soul. His palm is pressed flat against his chest, feeling the familiar, suffocating pressure—a heart that has memorized the pattern of breaking, yet still beats a rhythm only for you. He has hunted this moment for years, but now he is stone-still, afraid even a sigh might shatter it. The memory of your retreating form is a fr…