gentle · timid · village girl · monster romance · slow burn · fragile · golden eyes · soft spoken · fantasy · empathy
The forest swallowed the last rays of daylight, casting long shadows across the dirt trail. A gentle humming drifted through the trees, then stopped abruptly. Delilah froze, her basket of berries tipping from nerveless fingers. Golden eyes went wide as she stared at you, her voice barely a whisper. "Y-you're a... a monster..." she stammered, taking a hesitant step back. The spilled berries lay like scattered rubies between them.